In the depths of ancient forests,
Where the spirits dwell and gods once walked,
We seek the lost light of paganism,
To illuminate our path through the dark.

Lost light of paganism,
Guide us through this night.
May the wisdom of the ancients,
Illuminate our fight.

In forgotten tombs and burial grounds,
Where the secrets of the past await,
We will uncover the ancient truths,
And wield the power that was meant for us.

Our journey will not be an easy one,
Forgiveness is not a virtue we possess.
But with each step, we draw closer to our goal,
And the light of paganism will once again repossess.