The Heart Of It All
The nature is my homeland, the forests are my church
I'm howling with the wolves and I'm listening to the birds
The sun gives me power, the night gives me peace
I'm strangely connected to the meadows and the trees

I'm a black-robed demon and my thoughts are free
I am part of a world outside of society
So give me your hand and give me all your trust
And we are pagan warriors of ashes and dust

The heart of it all
The heart of it all
The heart of it all
We're fighting
We're part of it all
The heart of it all
We're stronger than all
We're fighting

The laughter of the raven, the sound of the see
I hear an ancient wisdom in the rustling of the trees
The blood in our veins and the yearning in our hearts
The shadows of our bodies in the cold light of the stars