What Was... - Himinbjorg

To have a last look behind

For our people ther is no remain to be saved

Just burn everything behind us, bored that we are to be imprisoned,

to be humiliated

Concreted in their «god business» civilisation

Their deeds are criminal, sly and smelless

Programmed from their birth with their own rules

Human beings are trapped in an illusion of freedom

Since we’ll never live anymore in the prairie

With women and children, as we are tied by their morals

Since we’ll never live anymore in the forest

As we did before, as we are punished by their laws

Masters of this scientocratic world

Sealed their supremacy by creating philosophy

Democracy and christianity

They settled the limits of good and evil

And kept people in this part of the universe

Bastards, rats, wicked!

We could have been quiet men, working in the fields for the prosperity of our

families

We could have been happy in a city inhabited by people having the faces of our

culture

But today we wear the mask of death and Cernu’s antlers trimm our heads

The door opens and we jump into the flames of hell

We go forward and kill side by side, as the brothers that we are

We’ll fight up to the last for the spirit of our tribe, never fade in the night

We go forward and kill side by side, as the brothers that we are

We’ll never give up this fight!

May the connection happen

Let the soul of our ancestors flow in us

May we poor their destructive fury

May our earth be covered with a red ocean, and nothing survive

May we impale their gods and their descendants

May our screams destroy their temples

May our reign come back

We’re the children of the forest

We are Cernu’s sons

We’re their demons

We’re their evil

And we are their pain