Graveland The Fire Of Awakening 1. We Shall Prevail 2. Battle of Wotan's Wolves 3. In the Sea of Blood 4. Die for Freedom 5. The Four Wings of the Sun 1. We Shall Prevail We shall rise, and we Shall hasten On the paths of our ancestors We will pick up our broken and rusted swords And we will pierce them, for the death carrying steel A tribe will be reborn through the blood That eternally runs in the sons of Wotan Forgotten tongue, and forgotten crests Will be brought back to Earth Let's arise so that we can step on the paths of Honor and pride, and to be hailed with praise The white warrior of Wotan will once again Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart [*] The bastards of the viper Yahweh will beg for mercy on their knees We will feed the Earth with their blood We, the folk of winter and frost The warriors of the Pagan North Harden your hearts and bravery Because the day of our uprising is near We will revive from the ashes of ancient praise Which is not forgotten, and not obliterated We will arise once again, to return praise to our Gods Swords will shine again, in the light of fire and thunder The four wings of the Sun will waft upon the paths of our fate Once again. White children will be proud of their Fathers and their Mothers We shall rise, ad we shall hasten On the paths of honor and pride White warrior of Wotan folk of water and frost The white warriors of Wotan will once again Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart [REPEAT *] 2. Battle of Wotan's Wolves Armed armies march towards the battle The warriors of Wotan, not knowing good grace, Pain nor mercy for enemies The enemies of Wotan are their enemies as well Small villages surrounded by forest stand a flamed Screaming and crying is all that is heard The oppressive smoke climbs to high peeks And it covers the bodies of the murdered In response to the barbaric attack They fought bravely, but they were defeated They couldn't defeat the Hatred That came from the Northern woods Much blood was split and many hearts were pierced The fire absorbed and obliterated the traces of the crimes And the wind scattered the ashes The warriors of Wotan left as fast as they came No one knows were they came for And to were they headed off to The only things that remained were the bodies of the dead And the burnings upon the ground Now nobody know if they fought another battle Or if they engulfed into a dark forest Nobody knows the paths that the Wolves of Wotan walk upon The Gods of war incline to them And Wotan himself gives them his strength No one dares to go after them Nobody dares to go against Wotan's will Spilled Christian blood will never be avenged 3. In the Sea of Blood When blood covers your eyes When death dances around you Your laugh in her face with despise Because the time for your death has yet not come In the sea of blood, and storm of fire The choirs of the dying spread melodies Of death and destruction The wings of death have covered the Earth Strike at the enemy where he least expects it Flood his hope in a hole of tears Poisoned arrows will reach their hearts No more love, neither mercy The red Sun has hidden herself Their fear born from our hate Kindles fire and ash The dance upon the battlefield And their screams terrify and freeze hearts Praise my sword from the red mud I clench my fists and deliver pain I still live on, and laugh in deaths face Because nobody will take me alive Frantic horses upon the red field And the shattered swords wound their hoofs The wages of war raise the wails, because the Spill blood has called upon them today I still live on, and against the darkness I raise my sword Ash mixes with blood, and the blood on the field darkens On the battlefield, in the sea of blood The wails of the dying become the anthem of death The eternal war absorbs all that surrounds it The Gods of death and destruction gather Their blood harvest When the anthem, drowned by the sea of blood, will sound We will tread on your enemy's standards And the dead horses of Yahweh will become food for the rodents 4. Die for Freedom For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Warrior awake And step upon the path of honor Bid farewell to your family and land Because the time for war has come The anthem of war horns, and battle drumming Are heard all throughout the lands The rhythm of war, wrath and destruction When the enemy crosses your border Red glows of fire will greet his coming No one will defend your land, without you bravery and hand No one will defend your freedom, without your sacrifice Today is the day that you make a self-sacrifice For bloodied Gods sacrifice your life For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Even though, today you will be Fighting against hordes alone Even though cowards and traitors are outnumbering you The Gods will always be with you, on your way of war and honor You yourself against everybody else, will wage a victorious war Just like your ancestors you will fight today And nobody will take away your honor and glory Your wrath and will is all that counts now Your spirits fortitude embedded in blood On the battlefield under the sign of Wotan One against enemy's hordes You'll stand proud, ready to fight, never backing out 5. The Four Wings of the Sun In the shield of the Sun is the power The light of the Aryan knowledge The four wings of the sun The hope of spirits, and the strength of will As proud ancient Gods stand by his side Wotan raises his shield to protect me from the shine Women and children Old warriors Stone statues Cold eyes and bright eyes The four wings of the sun Feed my pride and will Their shade that falls on the Earth Paves the way of my dreams The paths that I walk upon Lead me through the darkness There where my fate is; the warriors old faith The earth hides the truth of past centuries within herself I feel her breath and strength Within her the spirits lay, which call upon us to fulfill our duty The battle for souls will soon come to be Runes will speak in ancient tongue The Runes which wrote my path of life The Gods look upon me, form their Golden thrones Above their heads a bright symbol shines The four wings of the Sun The ancient Aryan sign Wotan rises his shield To protect me from the shine ATLANTEAN MONUMENTAL CHOIR AND ANCIENT VALKIRIANS CHOIR THE BATTLE DRUMS OF THE BARBARIANS AND DARKEN - VOCAL, GUITARS AND BASS Recorded at Castelan Forge and DSP Studio in Winter 2002/2003 Engineered and mixed by Darken, DSP Studio engineered by Duto Music written and performed by Darken, cover art by Darken, Lyrics of Battle of Wotan's Wolves by Aramath Lyrics translated by Michael Mugeman