In ancient times, when the lord of thunder fell in love
With a brave king's daughter
Of untold beauty and splendour
With the force of white beast thy lord imposed supremacy
Takin with force and might the price of honour and victory
Her shining big eyes have seen
The roots of our people's pride
And gave the name to our glorious pagan land!
She was a spark of war, and so many fallen heroes
Blood made the rivers of Ancient Europe
They died for her beauty, they died for honour
They died for Europe, forefathers call them
From the ancient Mediterranean sea
To the northern coasts of Teutonic fields
From the Celtiberian lands
To the transilvanian mountains, an unique call is heard, Europe!
Our mother! Through the darkest forests, to the mighty peaks
Hear the coldest winds singin' pagan calls
From the romain ruins
To the viking ships, ancestors
Mighty warriors, enlighted by sunwheel!
Ride with Odin, to Valhall
Mighty Perun, thunder roars
Svyatogor, ruler of mountains
Hades, enslave the christian souls
Gods of thunder, gods of war
Many names but same force
Goddesses of nature, of beauty and wild
The mirror of our splendid womens
EVROPA PAGANA
IN HOC SIGNO VINCES
AETERNO PROELIO
INVICTO IMPERIO
EVROPA PAGANA
FERRO IGNIQUE
ECCLESIA CHRISTI
MENDACIUM CONSTITUISTI