krzyz Grom niech bedzie Twym zwiastunem Brzaskiem imperium w chwale czekanego Dzwonem w poganskie serca bitym Oltarzem prawdy duma oraz krwia okrytym Niech Grom
meznych wojow pna Twoj posag wzwyz, Tys nie herezja ale prawda plunal w krzyz! Stare deby pochylily grzbiety swe w poklonach... Grom niech bedzie Twym
Traducere: Behemoth. Grom.
[Cosmic flames & four barbaric seasons] Where the magic stream flows, Through the shining woods, Blue grass of wisdom grows Around the oaken roots...
Kiedy moc piorunow tnie niebiosa w cieple letnie dni, Zwracam swe oczy ku Bogom, wspanialej i poteznej naturze, dzlekujac za dar, ukryty w blyskow potedze
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
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
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
I break the chains of unbelief Burden of millenial slavory Forest, eternat wander Extending beyond earthly dimensions Gods will return to their graces
krzyz! Grom niech bedzie Twym zwiastunem Brzaskiem imperium w chwale czekanego Dzwonem w poganskie serca bitym Oltarzem prawdy duma oraz krwia okrytym Niech Grom
