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Far from the western side
Over the meadows and fields
The wind casts a plague in a powerful voice
Through waving flags
And sounds of weapons
War rides upon his fiery steed
The earth and sky blend together
The sounds of war echo
Two walls of men face one another
On the horizon
Where the weapons glisten bright
In gruesome death go both allies and foes
Swords lie in heaps
Springs flow blood red
The sky weeps upon the soil
Cries of pain
In battle heroes fall
The red horseman sows the seeds of death
Laments and shouting fade away
Motionless bodies lie upon the ground
The black cloud stirs its dance of death over them
Clouds are weeping
Slowly over the field
The fog rises under the clouds
God, do not let us remain here
Where the men as oaks fall
Should I am the one to fall
Take me in your cradle
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Juotnīks \ Horseman
04:18
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The day draws close to an end
It is time for sunset
A grim silence falls over the place
Only the birds of passage cry
Through the forests and over the fields
The night spreads out its cover
Over the black vault of the heaven
The sons of God ride
In the forests and within the swamps
Where beasts are crying loudly
Through the darkness and through the fog
The dark horseman rides his steed
Under his horse’s heavy footfall
The earth rumbles and stone breaks
Where the dark rider has been
Even the forest spring runs dry
Lies the village in a deep sleep
Young and old are asleep
The sword of the rider shines
His eyes glow in the darkness
Onward the rider rushes
Everything dies where his sword strikes
No one to stand in his way
Everyone run for your life
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Two grizzled steeds
Ate oats from the stone
Steeds of the Sons of God
Courtiers of the daughters of the Sun
One had a saddle of the Sun
Another had a golden bridle
Next to the saddle, the sun rose
Next to the bridle, the moon
Upon the end of the bridle-rein
The golden star rolled
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Parkiuns* brought a bride for his son
From overseas to our land
Plaid for pine, plaid for spruce
A white woollen shawl for birch
For the large oak
The triple golden belt
For thin osiers
A piece of yarn for each
*Parkiuns – Thunder God
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Black Thunder clouds
On the western side flow
Foreigners approach on their horses
With raised swords in their hands
I climbed a hill
At the very top of the hill
I saw the village folk
Crying bitter tears
I saddled my grizzled steed
And took my sword
I took my sword
And went to protect my land
Far away across the river
The thunder rumbled
God rode upon a golden steed
Gathering up the souls
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Vylkataks \ Werewolf
05:55
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Phantoms of fog vanish along the swamp side
It is time to allow this day to fade away
The late hour opens the way for darkness
Night pours stars over the earth
Dark shadows loom in the forest
Eyes glow as coal through the night
In every corner the wolves’ desolate howl
The dogs of God cry out for their brothers
Centuries-old guards gloomy stand
Covering the horizon with their hands of prongs
The forest conceals the pale face of the moon
So that the ritual is kept away from a stranger’s eyes
Countless men walk along the forest path
Coiling the fire line around the glade
The mighty figure hails everyone
Shouting ancient words
Your flesh shall cry out, your soul shall cry out
When you will feel the deadly cold in front of you
Your flesh shall cry out, your soul shall cry out
Listen how your forefathers’ voices call upon you
The cloak of the wolf shines in the fire
An axe of war at his side is revealed
The wise werewolf stands in the centre of the pack
With raised hands he completes his ritual
Announces what the signs are saying
What the pale moon has said to him
A grand day shall come
Soon they shall depart
Strangers will not be saved by the distance
Hostile lands will surround
Bodies will cover the land
The fame upon the victory shall be our gain
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Epilogs \ Epilogue
02:35
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Green Novice Rīga, Latvia
Green Novice are four young lads coming from the land of woods and lakes, Latgale. They are playing traditional folk influenced metal and singing in the language of their forefathers.
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