Lyrics:

Through the singing woodsBlue grass of wisdom growsAround the oaken roots...Where the golden dragons flyAnt the sorcerers gatherFour wooden statues standAnd the fog lays thickDreamthrone of amberCosmic source of the mightReflection of wisdomPower of the darksideCeremonial steel drinks bloodPainting pearls and goldMystic flames burn brightAround the oaken lord...Forgotten sorcery storms from the skiesFrom the golden hall of the ancient onesForgotten sorcery storms from the skiesFrom the golden hall of the ancient ones...The pagans await the equinoxCosmic sorcery- the gift from the skiesMagic of nature- stronger than your lies...Stone DEMIGOD shines proud......the cult of the barbaric seasons...Pagan pride foreverBorn to die in honour, not to serve on kneesSnowcovered, wild vastlandsMy beloved fatherland...I see the tears of the oaken oneMy heart is like a stoneMy sword became sharpCrosses to breakBodies to dismemberFlowers to burn...
Behemoth Dragon's Lair