Where all values have turned decayed
Where man have lost the Wolf
A drop of hope the Gods have gifted
A symbol that drawns the powers of the Sun
From crimson dusk to endless dawns
The Cosmos construct the aeon Wheel
For the race of shadows can easy deceive
Until the day they feel the Pagan Steel
Symbols of Solar Might
Symbols of Heathen Pride
Written in purest blood
Ethics that now are lost
Posses the Solar code
Obtain the Mightier Force
A race of shadows, abomination of the man
Sworn enemies of the beauty and the noble
Have turned their arrows to hit the Sun
We're wounded but out heart remains untouched
We still are high, our oaths unbroken
Apollonian warriors against the world
Their wooden arrows broke in touch
Reaching the heart of Pagan Steel
Wheels of Sun, the chosen can see
Under the banner the legions kneel
Solar banners makes the spirits live
Keepers of the faith, guardians of the Key
What secrets my Fathers can reveal
What stab wounds can they heal
A Golden Dawn can rise from darkest mist
An era of pure Pagan power of Sunwheel
Time is circle...
... and we are next
Where man have lost the Wolf
A drop of hope the Gods have gifted
A symbol that drawns the powers of the Sun
From crimson dusk to endless dawns
The Cosmos construct the aeon Wheel
For the race of shadows can easy deceive
Until the day they feel the Pagan Steel
Symbols of Solar Might
Symbols of Heathen Pride
Written in purest blood
Ethics that now are lost
Posses the Solar code
Obtain the Mightier Force
A race of shadows, abomination of the man
Sworn enemies of the beauty and the noble
Have turned their arrows to hit the Sun
We're wounded but out heart remains untouched
We still are high, our oaths unbroken
Apollonian warriors against the world
Their wooden arrows broke in touch
Reaching the heart of Pagan Steel
Wheels of Sun, the chosen can see
Under the banner the legions kneel
Solar banners makes the spirits live
Keepers of the faith, guardians of the Key
What secrets my Fathers can reveal
What stab wounds can they heal
A Golden Dawn can rise from darkest mist
An era of pure Pagan power of Sunwheel
Time is circle...
... and we are next