To be clever as crows
And wild as wolves
Gentle as the beasts with the cloven hooves

As light as the clouds yet heavy as stone
to be one with the primordial is to never be alone

The macro the micro both one and the same
There is no need to fear death as it is only change

So be as powerful as lighting and ROAR like thunder
And ever never
Lose that sense of wonder

For you savage bastards
Stay wild

What are songs about part 5

Last day of the year and the last song on our album. "Pieśń Bojana" (The Song of Bojan) is an excerpt from Ryszard Berwiński "Bogunka na Gople". It is a curse against people who leave the faith of their ancestors. The lyrics itself need no explanation - here is a translation:

PL

Głód, powietrze, ogień, woda
I wszelaka zła przygoda
Będą temu, kto by starą
Ojców swoich wzgardził wiarą!

Zwierz drapieżny do obory
Między stada czarne mory
Wejdą temu, kto by starą
Ojców swoich wzgardził wiarą!

Chorobą się rozniemoże
I boleści twarde łoże
Zwiąże tego, kto by starą
Ojców swoich wzgardził wiarą!

A gdy skona, garści ziemi
Gdzie by spoczął kośćmi swemi
Nie dostanie, kto by starą
Ojców swoich wzgardził wiarą!

Marnie zginie!...Wiatr rozmiecie
Prochy jego po wszym świecie -
Marnie zginie, kto by starą
Ojców swoich wzgardził wiarą!

ENG

Hunger, air, fire, water
And every evil fate
Will come to him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

A predatory beast to the barn
Among the herds black plagues
Will enter him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

He will be sickened by illness
And a hard bed of pain
Will bind him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

And when he dies, he who would despise the old
Fathers' faith will not get a handful of earth
Where he would rest his bones!

He will perish miserably!... The wind will scatter
His ashes all over the world -
He who would despise the old
Fathers' faith will perish miserably!

Hunting wild, northern beast in #Beast board game with Fimbul Radio in the backgroung for atmosphere.

Music Video to our song called "Pieśń Bojana" (Song of Bojan). Lyrics come from Ryszard Berwiński poem called "Bogunka na Gople". In the fragment of poem appears the shaman named Bojan who sang a curse against anyone who betrays the old faith, translation below

Hunger, air, fire, water
And every evil fate
Will come to him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

A predatory beast to the barn
Among the herds black plagues
Will enter him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

He will be sickened by illness
And a hard bed of pain
Will bind him who would despise the old
Fathers' faith!

And when he dies, he who would despise the old
Fathers' faith will not get a handful of earth
Where he would rest his bones!

He will perish miserably!... The wind will scatter
His ashes all over the world -
He who would despise the old
Fathers' faith will perish miserably!