Grom
This track is instrumental.
Darkness spread its dark wings Whispers of woods were growing With every moment I felt them paying enormous tributes Powers, which were still alive at night In the battle of light with dark earth Spirits of their own nature fight proudly Live by my side, feed young heart of mine But I cannot ever see them I don't know her powers, but I know it's great! Loves, gives birth, kills - it's powerful! She raises beautiful monuments by the Baltic Lives when I sleep and lives in me... At night raises over dreaming forests She awakes Gods and Goddesses, unsilently The night cock she is, whispers wolfish spells The chants of bard she knows and hums them Goblins of oaks and denizes of darkness Bathed in the wine of a delightfull night... And lives there, but dies at dawn... Dies in me with barbarous voice. The dark forest enchant me!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025
I've met in surrounding me nature Spirits and deities wielding the element, In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves And I won their goodwill with sacrifices. Horses carried me to the skies, White, beautiful steeds... Beloved. I was attacking brushwood violently I touched motherland... Percus! Magic cirkles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you PERCUS!!! They will return, dance like fire, as before They will return, to the trees, To the forest of mine... To the kingdom! The thunderer demons Guards the sacred spot During those cold nights They found peace and consolation. I rediscover the power and charm To defeat like a sorcerer, Like thousands years ago, Oaken castles from millenium before, They will rise once again... As a sign... Percus!
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025
Where the magic stream flows, Through the shining woods, Blue grass of wisdom grows Around the oaken roots... Where golden dragons fly And the sorcerers gather, Four wooden statues stand And the fog lays thick Dreamthrone of amber cosmic source of might, Reflection of wisdom, Power of the darkside Ceremonial steel drinks the blood, Painting pearls and gold Mystic flames burn bright Around the oaken lord... Forgotten sorcery storms from the skies, From the golden hall of the ancient ones ...The Pagan awaits for the equinox... Cosmic sorcery - the gift of the skies Magic nature - stronger than your lies ..Stone demigod shines proud... ...The cult of the barbaric seasons, Pagan pride forever, Born todie in honour, not to serve on knees Snowcovered, wild vastlands - My beloved fatherland... I see the tears of the oaken one, My heart is like a stone, My sword became sharp - Crosses to break, bodies to dismember, Flowers to burn...
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025
Kiedy moc piorunów tnie niebiosa w ciepłe letnie dni, Zwracam swe oczy ku bogom, Wspaniałej i potężnej naturze, Dziękując za dar ukryty w błysków potędze. Zimna noc zaległa nad prastarym borem, Ulewne deszcze wypełniają drogi mej wsi, Ukrytej gdzieś w głębi pomorskich lasów. Jak strugi łez, deszcz oczyszcza naszą rzeczywistość, Mamy rok dziewięćsetny... Lasy Pomorza... Lasy Pomorza, pogańska rzeczywistość. Pomorza... Wiem, że urodziłem się właśnie tam, Żeby czynić mych ojców kulturę piękniejszą. Wiem, że oddałem im swoje serce, Bólem i trwogą przepełnione... W srebrnych pasmach księżycowego światła, Woje moi przeszywają dębowe knieje, Podążamy ku rozstajom dróg, By w krwawej walce złożyć swą ofiarę. Kolejne grzmoty burzy w zorzy wieczornej, Upewniają nas w swej sile, To ojcowie towarzyszą nam od samego początku, Raz pozdrowienia, a raz gniewy z sinego nieba nam śląc... Lasy Pomorza... Lasy Pomorza, pomorska rzeczywistość. Lasy Pomorza... Dobrze, że bory zwierza są pełne, Pozwala to utrzymać mą drużynę na nogach, i topory, i tarcze, i miecze ich są ciężkie, A futrzane obuwie nasiąknięte krwawoczerwonym błotem. Mijamy mile kolejne, by zdążyć do lasów, Pod skrzydłami nocy się schować, jeszcze jeden błysk w ciemności, Jak ojcowskie "dobranoc" układa nas do snu... Jak wilki... Lasy Pormorza...
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025
Fallen into oblivion... The last view inside my mind - Silver walls ofg the castle Risen proudly towards the sky The rebellion failed... Many brave ones went down- Hung on black trees they are Blown by the four winds I've been waiting for years, Growing stronger Blazing weapons,eyes burn bright In the dark - as a King I shall return... Horns sing in the woods, Hordes gather Ancient gods of war Ride on the sky Old kingdom will fall Like a moondust... Reflecting down the walleys- So pure, hungry for blood The hearts of the dark ones Thunders strike... Dancing on the black mirrors- The bards of war and venegeance Came from forgotten realms As a King I shell return... To proclaim my victory, Return of ancient pride, Laws of steel... Cold steel...
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
I break the chains of unbelief Burden of millenial slavory Forest, eternal wander Extending beyond earthly dimensions Gods will return to their graces together with me They'll find their oaken kingdoms as before I free my powers when yelling silently When I fight... thousands of demons, follow me ! And my strength, and my spell... And my beautiful pride, Will find and wrap you will raise majesty to the skies... From the depths of the earth, deep and black Through the forests, woods and shadows, (It) Will penetrate lakes and wolfish mountains... On the wings of demons to skies ! I denude golden gates of my Nawia Shrouded in thick smoke of burnt bodies I show my love... I praise the might ...And destroy with the power of thunders constantly destroy On my right hand - fire, eternaly devoted Together with the strength of thunders Will dance as before The conflagration, death and misfortune, let it beget Rebuild what was ruined, Destroy what was created by the cross And my strength, and my spell
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025
Ty, który lasy ogarnąłeś piorunów płaszczem, Ty, który wichrem karmisz dzieci swe, Wzbudziłeś morze nienawiści w ich umysłach, Jak Bałtyk brzegi swe, Ty otuliłeś święte gaje... Stare dęby pochyliły grzbiety swe w pokłonach, Piorunowy, święty ogień kończy taniec... Plasy milkną, strzygi chylą łby ku niebu, Czekające nagie wilcy... Słodycz Twa i ciepło czuję coraz bliżej, Tyś łonem matki mej i silą, Ziemia, lasem, polem, laka, gajem... Esencja życia, magia, która żyje. Ciemnością zwą Cię Ci, dla którychś wrogiem, Zbłąkaną owcą, wężem, śmiercią w trwodze, Ramiona mężnych wojów pną Twój posag wzwyż, Tyś nie herezją ale prawdą plunął w krzyż! Stare dęby pochyliły grzbiety swe w pokłonach... Grom niech będzie Twym zwiastunem, Brzaskiem imperium w chwale czekanego, Dzwonem w pogańskie serca bitym, Ołtarzem prawdy, dumą oraz krwią okrytym. Niech Grom zapowie Twe nadejście, Godzinę zemsty, boskiej rozpaczy, Nadejdą nowe, potężne czasy, O sile Twej szumią pomorskie lasy... Majestatycznie... Stare dęby pochyliły grzbiety swe w pokłonach...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 23, 2025
Everything here's so old Everything here's so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float by Out from the dark I remember it was here I died By following the freezing moon It's night again Night you beautiful I please my hunger On living humans Night of hunger Follow its call Follow the freezing moon Darkness is growing Eternity opens The cemetery lights up again As in ancient times Fallen souls die behind my steps By following the freezing moon
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 07, 2025
No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.
Hej, tam! Wydarłem klejnot szans Z ręki, co miecz Chce wbić W opary deutero-stali W blasku stu gwiazd Z okna skraj Widzę od lat Kosmicznej plajty Klejnot w rękę więc weź Wstawaj, idź! Tak, wstawaj idź! Tabory pędzą dzień po dniu Tak, wstawaj, hej! Taboru hymn! Wystrzał! Może zapamiętasz Upiorny jęk Ziemi Na którą spadnie mgła Sto kiloton Zanim skraj Ujrzysz tych lat Pluń w oczy bestii Tylko pluń w oczy bestii I chodź! Tak, wstawaj, idź! Tabory pędzą dzień po dniu Tak, wstawaj, hej! Taboru hymn Tak, wstawaj, idź! Tabory pędzą dzień po dniu Tak, wstawaj, hej! Taboru śpiew!
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 07, 2025
Fallen into oblivion... The last view inside my mind - Silver walls ofg the castle Risen proudly towards the sky The rebellion failed... Many brave ones went down- Hung on black trees they are Blown by the four winds I've been waiting for years, Growing stronger Blazing weapons,eyes burn bright In the dark - as a King I shall return... Horns sing in the woods, Hordes gather Ancient gods of war Ride on the sky Old kingdom will fall Like a moondust... Reflecting down the walleys- So pure, hungry for blood The hearts of the dark ones Thunders strike... Dancing on the black mirrors- The bards of war and venegeance Came from forgotten realms As a King I shell return... To proclaim my victory, Return of ancient pride, Laws of steel... Cold steel...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 23, 2025
Where the magic stream flows, Through the shining woods, Blue grass of wisdom grows Around the oaken roots... Where golden dragons fly And the sorcerers gather, Four wooden statues stand And the fog lays thick Dreamthrone of amber cosmic source of might, Reflection of wisdom, Power of the darkside Ceremonial steel drinks the blood, Painting pearls and gold Mystic flames burn bright Around the oaken lord... Forgotten sorcery storms from the skies, From the golden hall of the ancient ones ...The Pagan awaits for the equinox... Cosmic sorcery - the gift of the skies Magic nature - stronger than your lies ..Stone demigod shines proud... ...The cult of the barbaric seasons, Pagan pride forever, Born todie in honour, not to serve on knees Snowcovered, wild vastlands - My beloved fatherland... I see the tears of the oaken one, My heart is like a stone, My sword became sharp - Crosses to break, bodies to dismember, Flowers to burn...
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025
Darkness spread its dark wings Whispers of woods were growing With every moment I felt them paying enormous tributes Powers, which were still alive at night In the battle of light with dark earth Spirits of their own nature fight proudly Live by my side, feed young heart of mine But I cannot ever see them I don't know her powers, but I know it's great! Loves, gives birth, kills - it's powerful! She raises beautiful monuments by the Baltic Lives when I sleep and lives in me... At night raises over dreaming forests She awakes Gods and Goddesses, unsilently The night cock she is, whispers wolfish spells The chants of bard she knows and hums them Goblins of oaks and denizes of darkness Bathed in the wine of a delightfull night... And lives there, but dies at dawn... Dies in me with barbarous voice. The dark forest enchant me!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025
I've met in surrounding me nature Spirits and deities wielding the element, In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves And I won their goodwill with sacrifices. Horses carried me to the skies, White, beautiful steeds... Beloved. I was attacking brushwood violently I touched motherland... Percus! Magic cirkles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you PERCUS!!! They will return, dance like fire, as before They will return, to the trees, To the forest of mine... To the kingdom! The thunderer demons Guards the sacred spot During those cold nights They found peace and consolation. I rediscover the power and charm To defeat like a sorcerer, Like thousands years ago, Oaken castles from millenium before, They will rise once again... As a sign... Percus!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025