The celtic winter lyrics

Artist  : Graveland 
Song : The celtic winter
 
In Celtic Winter wolves wear the white garments...
In Celtic Winter the weak hearts die...
In Celtic Winter hunger tears human bowles...
In Celtic Winter time slowly elapses...
When the cold comes, hatred burning in your heart
will be the only heat.
When the darkness comes, burning hamlet's shining
flames will be the
only light.
When the hunger comes, spilled blood of your
enemy will be the only
food.
When the death comes, be proud and figth bravely,
and then die quickly.
Our true gods haven't left us, the time of their
return comes...
With the sound of war-trumpets we will go at
their side into the great
battle...
Many of us will die, but no one of us thinks
about death in this time...
It was worth to be born just to die in such a
battle...
Everything else is not important, the meaning of
life doesn't mean
everlasting satisfaction
of your empty lusts...
When the dark clouds in the sky, full of black
ravens and their sinister
croaking, appoint
the time of great trial, the time of great
struggle, each man takes his
sword and target in his
hands and goes into the place where sounds of
horns call him...
Nobody will spare his blood, when on the
battlefield messenger of gods
leads us...