From invisible lips
A voice mentions my name
I look and i don´t see
But from forest to me
A breeze walks
That beg justice.

Fire and laments
In the forest
Death and blood on the sea
But don´t stain my pagan skin.

The flesh turns into earth and turns into waters

My heart is pulled out
I look at the sky and there aren´t stars
The mountains spy on me
Wait an answer
Deathgods call of those
That still listen to them
My soul burns

My eyes can´t see
But the mountains guide me

But the mountains guide me,
My hand rises a glass
And toast at the sky
Like long ago
Pagan skin
Let´s hope going to war!

War
Our earth is lamenting
Our forest deads
The sea thunders injured

Del corazon de la tierra herida brotan gotas de vida
Y de cada gota maltrecha
Un pagano se alimenta.