The Funeral Wind Born In Oriana Lyrics - Nokturnal Mortum

[Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious / Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth] 

The Blood is in Wolf Footprint 

The Hunter Has Won His Hunger 

His Howling Is Heard In The Night 

Among The Mist And The Moonlight 

The Sound Of The Huge Trembita 

Is Echoed Away From The Carpathians 

We Announce The Funerals 

To The Still Alive World 

Coming From The Boreal Land 

We Won many nations 

We Are Everywhere, We Are The 

Children Of Silver 

Now We Are Trumping To Have The Last Victory 

The Cries Of Ravens 

The Howling Of Wolves 

We Are The Keepers Of The Fire 

Which Will Burn Down The heavens 

The Trumpets Are Singing 

And With The Rhythm Of The Drums 

We Are Stepping Down On This World 

It Was Sold To The sly nation 

It Will Die Together With them 

Only The Ravens Flying In The Sky 

Can See All Of Us 

They Are The Only Ones To See Our Army 

Our Fighting Spirit And Faces Of Hatred 

In The Ancient Land Of Oriana 

We Will Gather Together Again 

And Our Power Has Multiplied Into Thousand 

We Are Ready To Fight Against judeo christianity! 

We Have The Silver Moon Power In Our Hands 

We Have The Rage Of Millions Of Fire In Our Eyes 

We Have The Demons' Hatred In Our Hearts 

We Have The Pain Of Our Ancient 

Fathers In Our Souls