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Ancient Fortress

by Pagan Reign

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hallowedhalls Sit down in a tavern with a mug of ale and enjoy! Favorite track: Ancient Fortress - Enemy At The Gate (Part I).
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Where the proud banners fly over our country And sign of Kolovrat flames in the sky Warriors go through a giant gate Who know not fear in fight Countless army of true Perun's sons March through their native lands They've given back their lives For pride and memory of great fathers Enemies couldn't bend Slavs hardness In despair wars seamed so endless Swords were lifted for freedom and lives And awful threat was dispelled as mist New meaning our forces rise Black birds alarmed shout over our land Danger knows our warrior's face With flame and sword the enemy will be erased Our dead warriors rise and walk again The young and old are together They now walk the eternal way Into the place of ancient gods forever They go as one, guardians of heaven Ready to fight for truth of light To return to fight with us as one Invincible warriors forever as the sun
Heart of Slavonian native lands, You are inaccessible for epoch's whirlwinds This town which grew among eternal woods Was hardened by many wars Hard stones of the high fortress walls You saw so many enemies for your time Raid after raid, fight after fight Never defeated in a thousand years' light Road under shadows of strong trees A way to the palace of the rising clear sun People thrive with souls of bright beams Fear never enters our stronghold Calm settles on tower of the town And light never leaves Svarog's stronghold By darkness banner of alarm has grown Shout of patrol - "Enemies at the gate"
The thundering horde now threatens our Russia Born by the darkness in the steps of south A quick death is assured with there sharp sabres Their opponents cut down those not brave enough The sons of Perun are valiant and fearless They hold there swords with strength determined For homeland and nation against these raiders. With faith, our warriors never will break... At dawn as first sunrays touch the tree tops Red Arrows soar over walls of Stronghold The battle begins for our life for the glory Till glittering gloom of the summer nights gold. Crushed were the foes by the warriors of Stronghold Like black rivers licking at majestic white cliffs In vain was there blood spilled, in vain were there lives spent And the wind took away there laments of grief... So it was and so it shall be once and forever They will never forget the glory of our Slavic steel Ravens touching the heavens with full feathers Hovering over our land's now total free will...
Enemies of Slovenians native land They never forget the power of our tribes Centuries might of great times Keeping the honoured heroes' names Who was born not for fetters? Not for slavery, not for fear But for freedom and for battles With them Svarog's grief is here Each of warriors called to our heaven Remembered about our laws With wisdom he became one with a raven The minister of Gods Glory of the brave warriors Doesn't grow dim in the years But memory of them is full of sorrows And Gods bend their grey heads But sprout of revival shall grow The power of antiquity lives Honour and fame will come soon We must believe in this
Ancient people who lived in the forest land Hills so full of great battle sounds Slovenian warriors killed without fear This a place of freedom and now I am here I'm alone in the forest and hills My soul's so full of battle sounds I can feel the Pagan Gods breathe Heathens brave here it is In blue sky I see free birds All they sing for my kind lords And in my heart this is a song of my Gods This beautiful flight cannot be stopped no one. Blood spattered faces and swords Only killing - without thoughts Kill the enemies of the freedom land An eye for an eye, sword in your hand Blood of enemies wash the soul Victims of freedom, freedom call We can give our souls and lives For this great sense of victory
We arise to be free Their destiny of faith was insanity Our war is a deadly storm The liars of faith must be gone No remorse for these servants of God They taught us to fight as well as to die Under the protection of powerful Gods Slavonic people Arise Radegast rules in the battle The day has gone and the Sun is Red Perun calls for sacrifices I see a great fear in your eyes Rain is Blood, the winds are cold Vistantians cry aloud We fight for Our Gods The Pagan warriors Rise No Remorse Under the blackened sky Comes the Magical Bird The goddess Magura flies Kissing the warriors who fall She kissed you... ARISE We fought like demons But were conquered The damned enemy rulers Must be ruthlessly destroyed. And now I come here fearless and painless With my Gods power of Heathens Unforgiven are those Who deceived us Their eyes I will close To be free with my Gods
Rarog 04:37
Oh scarlet face fire, the life and the death In calmness you gave us the light of yourself But if someone sets you free and lets you run Your wrath of the elements kills everyone. Svarog, our father, has brought you to life In heavenly forge of the golden sunlight He brought out your entity bursting the night And presented you to all of mankind When you no longer can fight and are falling down And crimson blood from your wounds runs to the ground Just raise up your hand and call Svarog to help For the winds of his fire will serve you well... Let the son of Svarog stride forward and kill Burning the foes with no care like free will The flash of his fire blade, sharper than steel Their flesh's for his feeding, this is his meal The one who has chosen his death in the fire Will hear his own cries before he dies Along with the clatter of hoofs on the mire The call of Rarog with his own crackling cries
In the crowns of golden pines Around glass lakes Sun's now gone from the clouds And Rod's power fames A Raven in blue sky Is fighting with the winds Now runs the clouds With its black wings In the stillness of the forest's swamps Among the ancient trees A flock of grey cranes Sleeping in dark waters Talk of clean springs Flows among the stones The near grass sings Even higher in fields On the green high banks Strong oaken-trees stand Like statues their tops In the calm water can be seen In the light of the sun beams There are storms beyond Turn the forests around As the summer rains Wisdom of ancient times Soar everywhere Son of Svarog names this land his home For each son of Svarog, say "Your home is here"


English version of the album "Tverd" 2006


released May 9, 2006

Orey - Vocals, Guitars, Domra, Mandolin;
Vetrodar - Guitars, Guitars (acoustic), Zhaleyka, Recorders, woodpipes;
Koldun - Bass;
Sloven - Drums, Percussion


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Pagan Reign Tver, Russia

Slavonic Art Pagan Metal,
Since 1997
The main theme of the band is the Slavic mythology combined with folklore melodies based on the ancient Slavic music. Pagan Reign use in their music a lot of unique folk instruments which create a wonderful atmosphere of old times. ... more

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