Naer Mataron - Ancestor-worship lyrics

I enter the world of my forefathers I initiate into the secrets of the forgotten Europa I hear the clatter of the swords I hear the voice of war I live between them I become an ancient hero of the battle I hear the voice of Leonidas, standing in the Thermopylae I attack in the east by the side of Alexander the great In the war of Troy, in the greatest to fall, Achilles In the frozen Northern seas At the lands of Vikings In the northern skies In the Celtics, I descend back in time In a Celtic winter, in a cold battle Revitalization, my lungs are filled with Europa Beyond the fog of history, I handle Mythology The folklore, the ancient customs The forgotten Gods of this locus In Walhalla and in the Elysian fields