Crowned by Fire and Sword
…Crowned lands burned by fires,
Crowned humans cut by the blade…
Pagan-folk Black Metal
Pagan Folk Black Metal
Lyrics
Honor to the spirit of the great eternal war,
To the master of purifying flame.
The god of destruction and chaos,
I worship you, burning cities and villages.
Throne, the mighty throne of black evil,
Sitting on it you rule your domains,
Slaying every living creature, bringing tears,
These are all your lands, you shall reign forever!
Horrible grief, sorrowful screams of mothers,
Houses taken by the golden flames.
Four ravens are flying above the battlefield,
Anxiously awaiting the dead rotten meat.
War is the only answer – War!
In it lies our faith and entity.
The only method to prove anything,
For people only believe in the spilled blood…
…Crowned lands burned by fires,
Crowned humans cut by the blade…
It has always been that way and always will be,
The instinct is inevitable,
The only method of proven revenge,
Blood for blood and an eye for an eye.
Stop denying it and accept this truth,
Raise the sword and fight for your honor!
This battle is just the beginning of the great war –
Coronation by fire and by sword of the new ruler.
