I've met in surrounding me nature

spirits and deities wielding the element,

in a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves

and I won their goodwill with sacrifices.

Horses carried me to the skies,

White, beautiful steeds ... beloved.

I was attacking brushwood violently

I touched motherland...



Percus ! Magic cirkles and black stones

Percus ! Forest spells and damned souls

Percus ! I find worship in you

PERCUS !!!



They will return, dance like fire, as before

They will return, to the trees,

to the forest of mine... to the kingdom !



The thunderer demons

guards the sacred spot

during those cold nights

they found peace and consolation.



I rediscover the power and charm

to defeat like a sorcerer,

like thousands years ago,

Oaken castles from millenium before,

They will rise once again... as a sign...

Percus !