Fighting for the Blood

This is my journey
My journey to the paganism

Walking in the night cold of winter
The moonlight reflect in my weapons
In the night the thoughts maidens guide us
We ride through the valley
Until the high of the mountain
Where the sacred ceremony
Is here between the circle of the stones
My faith is growing

We honor the pagan gods
We honor the gods!

My spiritual identify become more clear
In the great mountain I see the starry sky
In the comos dance, the fire alive
I feel the presence of the pagan light
In the horizon old sign appears
Darkness and shadows was turned
In a great light
I hear voices, they are calling me
In an old language

We honor the pagan gods
We honor the gods!

The language that was forgotten
For long time ago
Through the light, old secrets
Will be revealed in the stone

Now the real and unreal are just one,
Transforming in only one thing
The old world arise with all values and virtues
Of the warrior will be stronger

We honor the pagan gods
We honor the gods!

Oh great goddess and gods
The pulse of allcreation
All nature vibrates with your energies
Bless my spirit
Make my spirit stronger
And that the wisdom and knowledge
Are our companions in this journey

From the high of the mountain I see
My spiritual line is free
And shall be until the end of time
We seed in the endless sky
Ride great spirit ride
Takes us to beyond of the stars
In the journey to the paganism
The return to the womb of the gods

The forest in the night is obscure
Forever in the heart of the mountains
My spirit in the wind, fly high free
The secrets of the gods appears to me

I am the wind
I am the air
I am the water
I live here

I am a spirit
I am a man
I am the fire
I return again

Journey the paganism