I've met in surrounding me nature
  spirits and deities wielding the element,
  in a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves
  and I won their goodwill with sacrifices.
  Horses carried me to the skies,
  White, beautiful steeds ... beloved.
  I was attacking brushwood violently
  I touched motherland...
  
  Percus ! Magic cirkles and black stones
  Percus ! Forest spells and damned souls
  Percus ! I find worship in you
  PERCUS !!!
  
  They will return, dance like fire, as before
  They will return, to the trees,
  to the forest of mine... to the kingdom !
  
  The thunderer demons
  guards the sacred spot
  during those cold nights
  they found peace and consolation.
  
  I rediscover the power and charm
  to defeat like a sorcerer,
  like thousands years ago,
  Oaken castles from millenium before,
  They will rise once again... as a sign...
  Percus !