On days of north wind infinity appears
Against the unknown allegiance of fear
Of pagan wisdoms and pagan sights
We created kingdoms blended by might
All fearless servants
Blind fortunes for the throne
For the ode of glory dominated here
On glorious horses through wide landscapes
Might poisoned the minds of men
From the age of passion
Soldiers of the hand
Under the wrath of the sun
They ruled the lingdoms
And built a new dawn
Dark kings hailed beyond all fate
Above the gates of infinity
Imperiums call the profane
On days of north wind illusions appear
Against the unknown allegiance of fear
Pagan wisdom – pagan sights
Create the vision blended by might
Dark empries beyond all fate
Above the gates of infinty
Imperiums call the profane