Gorgot Assai Belem

May the Great Portal open to me

My voice thunder in thy name

And for the power of the Lords of the Great Frost

The whirling air of the North guide my spirit

In the quest for glorious past

And it was in the mist of time

That the death fires floodlighted darkness

The wind brought the smell of blood

The air of extermination and the exterminators outcry

The blades of sacrifice deepened in the flesh

And the nerves and the black seers raised

Hearts still pulsating to unnamable Gods

For their obscure prophecies

Prepare now your soul for the embrace of the sacred death

May water suffocate your breath and flame consume your flesh

All this so that Teutates, Esus and Taranis protect my people

Heavy and slow were the treads of the black warriors

In the Aeron's march, dust rising like whirls

While the horrible Crow turned His eyes to the battle remains

Morighon was reigning among the stones of the timeless

Where the stars engraved their symbols

And under the brightness of the moon

The initiates were enlighted on the Great Secrets

I want to reopen my eyes to look beyond the horizon of fear

My God is in me

In the strenght of my arm

In the light of my sword

Crom

I raise my arms to Andraste

So that only massacre be in my eyes

Crom

To the threshold of the abyss I kneel

So that the Three Furies invade my soul

Crom

With wine I honour the Gods

So that inebriation draws me near them

Crom

My face I paint of moon

Like all the sons of the dying sun lands

I belong to Her

Crom is in me

Remote are now those archaic deeds in the mist of time

And the Cimmeries testimonials sleep

In the obscure silence of the tumulus

Like ancient relics, mighty sigils to fragile ashes

But the choirs will thunder again Gorgot Necrod Belem

May the Great Portal close to you