Video Pagan Pride de Lochrann 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Lochrann - Pagan Pride Lyrics

Hear all these drumbles
they're riddles of the Gods
Claiming their warriors
to defend the celtic lore
Heroes are marching
to retrieve our lands
Once our cradle
our old home and our faith

RUS! RUS! RUS! RUS!


[Refrão]
Pagan pride moves our heart and our souls,
guides the strike of our swords
Temples will burn!
Take my head but I'll live evermore
from the metal we were made
flows the blood of the Gods!


Strike like a thunder
and they will be finished by the night
Invade their churches
and burn the priests alive
Make they suffer
for every orphan Child
Druids hanged
and all the mother cries.

RUS! RUS! RUS! RUS!


[Refrão]
Pagan pride moves our heart and our souls,
guides the strike of our swords
Temples will burn!
Take my head but I'll live evermore
from the metal we were made
flows the blood of the Gods!