Měsíc, les, bílý sníh ~ Moon, Forest, Blinding Snow
We will drink the mead In this dreamlike promised land Drink the mead, my dear friend Drink the mead in our beloved land Drink the mead till our glory's end Till our glory's end We are passing through mountains Breaking storms, waves of snow whipping again Mighty hills jailed by frozen chain Grimly they rise, resisting frosty rain We can hear quiet Vesna's calling We can see the birch tree growing We can feel that forest awaking We are sure to be at the end of the journey By our gods, peace is broken By our gods, we will stand By our gods, we were chosen To protect the promised land My friend, the moon is glowing red Enemies born from western mist Perun I swear, we'll protect the land Many will die, but never kneel And now we drink the mead In this dreamlike promised land Drink the mead, my dear friend Drink the mead, in our beloved land Drink the mead till our glory's end
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Mountains of madness, fret-darkened sky Deepest suffering of your mind Sprinkles of ice are piercing my eyes Winter drought to every bone rooted in Aeons ago, frozen cold has cut my inner shield Son of man, fate of rich sacrifice Fight my friend when giants rise from the caves Light your fire when tyrants are at the gates A tribute to our venerated elders Wonderful place on the warrior's trail The moisture of trees, their wisdom was drained Fire blazed up, glory was burnt Where wind blows, punishment was coming forth I have touched the soil, break the lore Bleeding for a warm dime Every day curing wounds Until fire will return sun Statues shall see, when strength returns to me Sprinkles of ice are piercing my eye Winter drought to every bone rooted in Aeons ago frozen cold has cut my inner shield Son of man, fate rich of sacrifice Fight my friend when giants rise from the caves Light your fire when tyrants are a the gates A tribute to our venerated elders Wonderful place on the warrior's trail
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
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Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Flaming forests, set on fire Dreaming mind will fall, lost Hidden in this cruel cold cave Under eternal rule of frost Above our surface they bleed under the noon sun Prisoner forever, burning flesh cursed by no one Shadow of the grave, being once under the noon sun Entrapped in narrow cave, wild mind cursed by no one History saw him hunting beasts Deep in wild forests of countryside Escaped from the known world Searching the knowledge and then somеthing died Malice and cruel thoughts Finding wisdom of anciеnt times Natural powers returned to him All-killing wrath under the ground Struggled mind, closed into stone Soon will be blind though he'll see There can be found a mirror of the soul The crash can revive life, and the dead can feel Flaming forests, screaming beast Guilt of the one has set them on fire Flaming forest, earthly breast Terrestrial fate, done and deceased Beware the nature's wrath Pray for the cautious sign
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
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Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Abominable but gifted man Smell of the city, disgusting realm The name forgotten now Lived in its age in the domain of scent Amongst the sweat of bodies and putrefaction smell The stench of sulfur rose from chimneys The stench of rotting flesh from the wells Beneath the gloss of blooming age, a whiff of loathly humans An era when the scent was all the rage, a lack of morals The air brings slightly a breath of her A tender image of hеr body with red hair Stroking her cheeks, feel the splеndid smell The edge of a knife flashes mighty in her cell The name forgotten now Lived in its age in the domain of scent A power stronger than thousands of men, the air was heavy A pleasure terror in his hands, and him standing steady Whimpering human beasts, loud cries and moans Beneath the gloss of moral age, it was infernal
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Smell of the wood, smell of the trees Smell of the trees, echoes of the past Rustling oaken leaves, oaken eddy which you cannot pass Attracted by the secrecy, losing the notion of time Relating intimacy to old legends, ancient fights Dreaming about the roaring sky About trees and thunder Dreaming about forefathers These secrets make me wonder Stepping inside the mind of wood forlorn Concentric circles, circlеs of the inner wood Originate archеtypes, the Celtic soldier and Robin Hood Wandering in silence, wandering in myths Step inside the history, live through the neolithic mood Where the story starts There the story ends The mind is crooked This realm it blends Along the creek, leaving the realm of the world behind From castles to battlefields, through space and time Along the creek, leaving the realm of the world behind From castles to battlefields, through space and time Over woodlands and deeps, although the mind is blind Unconsciousness feeds these places with archetypes
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
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Moon, forest, blinding snow My ancestors call me back home Don't ask me who leads my steps What made me follow this path The thing I feel is older than any words How can you dare to stop me now Please, don't, I must go Strange, moon shines slightly, just as little clouds allow May inner enlightenment give me a sight of the day's clarity Frost shivers my shoeless feet and tempts me to dance The timeless dance with eternity The last time I'm looking back with tearless regards Well, I used to love it there Last remembrance in a mind washed off pain and scars Well, I used to suffer there Strange, suddenly I understand All the tones and words whispered to me A breathtaking song of divine unity Frost shivers my shoeless feet and tempts me to dance The timeless dance with eternity You may have used to know me, sorry if I'll be missed But the feeling inside is a law I must keep on this path despite only guessing its goal Sorry my friends, I must go Moon, forest, blinding snow My ancestors call me back home
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
As the moon grows to its completeness I pray to gods of old On the mighty hill I stand Resurrecting the world In the shine of the north star Where heaven meets the earth and hell Imitation of the act of gods Fire, noise, screams shall prevail Darkness grows deeper as the aeon declines Return of the dead, soon a new morning shall rise Hopefully looking back at the authentic time Resurrection of free will, there our origin lies Darkness grows deeper as the aeon declines Return of the dead, soon a new morning shall rise History's revocation reminds the golden age Cosmos conflagration, return to the myth I pray to gods of old Resurrecting the world Where heaven meets the earth and hell Unfettered dance shall prevail As the blooms wither these days Our strength grows immensely high Return to the golden age Imitation of the archetypes Nothing can last, what's not brought back to life Cosmic image shining bright Sacred moment with sacred vibe Repeated beginning of our time Black Wings of Death The churchbell of doom is tolling The angel of death is near The ghost with cowl and the sickle Spreading terror and fear He's taking your breath He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Grim reaper will gather in his seed Blood will splatter his path A phantom that's sealing your doom The damned's foreboding of death He's taking your breath He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole The dice of life are falling The weak and the poor will lose The rich in their ivory towers Can't feel that their head's in the noose No chance to talk him round The black death is spreading its wings He's the Jonah of unbridled fear The pain to beggars and kings He's taking your breath He's twisting your spine He poisons your soul and He poisons your mind Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026