Feast at Opara Basin
Wild Hunt
Eyes at the sea
Hearts to the sky
Rise from the dark and we will dance through the night
We can see the ship
Sinking in the deep
The bodies of the drowned begin to wash upon the beach
Storm on the shore
Blood on the sand
And the vile soldiers will thus meet their bitter end
Death to the king
Who brought this disease
As for his bishop, him we'll bring to our feast
A thought full of doubt, does it worry you?
A blast in the dark, does it scare you?
What they have done, does it anger you?
Recalling the despair, does it haunt you?
The shock of the blow, does it empower you?
The feeling in your hand, does it hurt you?
The sight of the blood, does it thrill you?
The taste on your tongue, does it haunt you?
What have I become
I feast on the flesh on the cross
War, I say, is all
We'll rip the thorns of your crown
Xe anama poepyka (para vingar minha família)
Ké ixé aîkó (aqui estou)
A'e xe remi iuka rama kori (ele é o que matarei hoje)
Ké Ixé aîkó (aqui estou)