Interpret:

Behemoth

Album:

Sventevith (Storming Near The Baltic)

In the forest of the Eternal dreaming 
Old oak lighted up by the fullmoon's light 
The coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden maze 
From the womb of the mother-wolf I was born 
The witches foretold the coming of tragedy 
They awakened fright in the hearts of my enemies 
In the midnight wilderness I took a pledge 
Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel 
For ages waiting for its donudation 
The final triumph 
The pure barbarity 
I howl to the moon to support my battle 
The moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beauty 
I damn the sun, rising again and again 
In brightness of bloody light, steel holocaust 
I received hails from the northern side 
Of snowcovered Carpathians 
The light breath of nightbreeze, as a sign 
I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers 
From the land of armageddish fields 
I am bard of the eastern lands... 
I lead my brothers for death struggle 
In glory of victory my armies rise 
Barbarians tribes with fury of desecration 
With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings 
Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness 
Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandaemonium burns 
This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditions 
Mythical hell is the paradise to the true warriors 
There they attain eternity and sit high on the thrones 
Pagan nations became united 
Mighty bards received their long awaited silence 
Slavs returned to their villages and woods 
Pagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled 
... I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledge 
And took a long walk through the unknown dimensions 
As the sign of the fullmoon, in damnations I shall rise