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Percus!
I've met in surrounding me nature
Spirits and deities wielding the element
In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves
And I won their goodwill with sacrifices
Horses carried me to the skies
White, beautiful steeds... beloved
I was attacking brushwood violently
I touched motherland
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
They will return, dance like fire, as before
They will return, to the trees, to the forest of mine
To the kingdom
The thunderer demons
Guards of the sacred spot
During those cold nights
They found peace and consolation
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
Between the gates of Pomeranian kingdom of magic
They will reign again the thrones of fatherland
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you
I rediscover their power and charm
To defeat like a sorcerer, like thousand years ago
Oaken castles from millennium before
They will rise once again... as a sign
Percus!
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