A Pagan Storm

Guardians of the Forest Warriors of the fog Sent by the elders, the wise Defenders of Old fields To fight against the foe Gathered in the forest Preparing their arms Together they stand for valhall Lords of the wolves 'till the day of crucial war yea

This is the nature's Cold and powerful skin Consecration This is my unique ode My winter hymn Deep in the forest I am still alive Cold winds are blowing Fast trough the night I'm in the forest So deep and alone The snow is sparkling In the white moon

[ti:A Pagan Storm] [ar:Wolfchant] [al:Wolfchant] [00:00.00]标题:A Pagan Storm [00:07.17]专辑:Wolfchant [00:14.17]艺术家:Wolfchant [00:21.17]金属--梦:默默.羔羊.米 [00:28.17] [00:30.17]With power and Might this storm wind blows [00:33.99]Tear down the Christian monum

In a warm and mild summer night The light of the moon is glaring Friends and brothers are by my side And we are sitting around a fire The flames are dancing for us We are dancing in this night The Flames are shining for us We are brighter than the li

I'm standing on top of a mountain my face against the wind. My fingers are touching stones millions of years they are old. The spirit of this old place increases the power in me. Nature is the real god the reason for our existence. As long as my hear