1. Night On The Bare Mountain

[Instrumental]


2. The Winter Morning



3. A Dark Dream

Yes, It is a Dark Dream,
and coldful hatred hidden behind it...
I'm still dreaming,
I've been getting stronger,
because of this dream for centuries...
My nocturnal vision I realise in your world,
when the killes sun tries to hide...
We are still fighting gods are with us!
I'm Dreaming.
Dream about power of the white race,
Dream about superiority of the master on the icy thrones.
The Black Forest welcomes me
as a wolf hungry for the blood...
He welcomes me to dream in him
Weaves me up by the silver's moon dream.


4. The Final Battle

[Instrumental]


5. Majesty Of War



6. My Bloodthirst (The Horrorstorm)

I don't regret anything the bridges of life,
Feeling the earth's cold on my face. I come to you,
Oh, wonderful death!

Rending the sight,
Hiding the thought
I don't feel her anymore, because life is too wreak...
I didn't expect it!
I feel as the storm is coming
The holy war is near
Total chaos.
Living in the dream, where everything is possible
I prepare the arym of nothingness
We can't wait so long.
We will raise our pride heads
And we will strike suddenly!

We will jump to your throats
We will enslave your children
We will humiliate your woman.

The storm is coming there is no time
Feeling the smell of combustion
You open the doors to unholy life

Forever, for millions of sacrifices
You'll rot from inside
Forever. I'll remember it,
because you will screamin delightful pain
... Forever!


7. Born Of Darkness

Born because of Darkness
Full of primitive evil,
We life again.

United by hatred,
We go hurting the weak
We kill enemies - purify the soul.

Our existences are hymns to the glory of Darkness
We ride to wings of Pagan storm
The Moon leads us.

When we fight, we do it to
take the revenge for our brother killed
in the sunshine

We are not mortal...
We've always lived in Darkness!
We are not weak...
Now united we pay the homage
to paganism and our existences!


8. My Pagan Fatherland (Evil Power's Night)

When the trees become back, the time comes
The red blaze appears in the sky
holding the clouds of hatred.
When the forest becomes black
The time of transformation comes!

Our souls evil and cruel, depraved they call:
Oh, how much I'd like to fight!
Oh, how much I'd to see the blood of my enemies
on my father's ground.

The vengeance will be done
We can't go away now.
Oh, my brother wolf is calling me
in the blackness of the forest.
Oh, the moon is crying,
his silver tears falling on my me
create the silver armour.

Father moon's shined blinded my enemies
When the trees become black,
I am ready to fight!


9. Forest Of The Horrifying (Outro)

[Instrumental]