Idioma Origen:
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm
Since 2000 years
we hear these lies
every day and every night
since the time of our infancy
All these invented stories
The peoples' mind
poisoned by wrong
promises A heart full of
fear to suffer to suffer purgatory
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm
But time is coming
and the first free thought
is running trough your head
But deep in you heart
you can feel something
is wrong with this story
In ancient times this wind was born
grow up again, to a storm
We ride on its wings fly through the night
together we stand and we fight
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm
Idioma Destino:
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm
Since 2000 years
we hear these lies
every day and every night
since the time of our infancy
All these invented stories
The peoples' mind
poisoned by wrong
promises A heart full of
fear to suffer to suffer purgatory
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm
But time is coming
and the first free thought
is running trough your head
But deep in you heart
you can feel something
is wrong with this story
In ancient times this wind was born
grow up again, to a storm
We ride on its wings fly through the night
together we stand and we fight
With power and Might this storm wind is blowing
Tear down the Christian monuments this night
Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies
Fear the force of the pagan storm