Kauja (Battle) from Saules Kalpi by Deodium

piedz.
Ceļinieka pulki kaujas lauku min,
Saules gaismā tās kalpi mirdz.
Raganas vergi negrasās bēgt,
Saules staru varu vēlās tie beigt.
Vienaldzīgo nav un nebūs šai karā,
Pat Dievam un Velnam cirvji vīd rokās.
Pēdējais cīniņš noris šai prātā
Par draudzību, mīlu, par naudas varu!

Liesmu karogi plīv, debesis plēš,
Dzīvības daudzas tie nežēlo, dzēš!
Saules kalpi zobenus ceļ,
Velni vien krīt, saulstaru ķerti.
Ragana kliedz, lāstus tā grūž,
Indes melns duncis gaismību pļauj,
Ceļinieks naidā pretī tai iet,
Grasās tās rumpi pīšļos reiz triekt!

piedz.

Nodevējs Saules nazi nu tver,
Ceļinieka sirdī tūlīt to durs.
Saules kalpi šo naidnieku ķer,
Tā galvu no rumpja nost nikni rauj.
Ragana naida vētrā nu kliedz,
Prātam šim galu lāstos vien sauc,
Redz tā Ceļinieku zobenu ceļam,
Gatavu nāvīgu cirtienu veikt!

piedz.

Ceļinieka zobens lejup jau krīt,
Pat Nelabais un Dievs stinguši ir.
Bet Ragana nauda malā nu mūk
Un Ceļinieka krūtīs dunci jau dur.
Tas nelabu sāpju kliedzienu grūž
Un dūri Raganai ģīmī tad triec,
Paceļ zobenu, nocērt tai galvu,
Abi stāvi zemē nu brūk!

Mirklī vienā kaujas auka klust,
Asins vētrā iestājas miers.
Pār nāves lauku Saule jau aust,
Raganas pulkus ellē tā rauj.
Ceļinieks pēdējo elpu tad velk
Un saka Saulei pēdējos vārdus:
“Nerieti vairs, tavi kalpi dzīvi,
Raganas varai pielikts ir punkts..”

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Chorus:
Wanderer's hordes the battle field tread,
In the light of the Sun her servants glisten.
Slaves of Hag don't intend to flee,
The rule of the Sun's rays want they to cease.
There are no indifferent ones and won't be in this war,
Even in the hands of the God and the Devil axes loom.
The last struggle goes on in this mind
For friendship, love, for the rule of money!

Flags of flame waver, tear the sky,
Many lives they don't spare, erase!
Servants of the Sun raise swords,
Fiends are falling, hit by the Sun’s rays.
Hag is screaming, curses she thrusts,
Poisonous black dagger is reaping the light,
In hatred Wanderer towards her moves,
Intends her body in ashes to thrust!

Chorus

Betrayer of the Sun grabs now the knife,
In Wanderer's heart at once he will stab.
Servants of the Sun grab this enemy,
His head from the torso fiercely rip off.
Hag in hatred storm now screams,
For this mind the end in curses just calls,
Sees she Wanderer raising a sword
Ready a deadly blow to perform!

Chorus

Wanderer's sword downwards already falls,
Even the Devil and the God stalling are.
But Hag, money aside now flees
And in Wanderer’s chest a dagger now stabs.
A wicked scream of pain he cries
And the fist in Hag's face then thrusts,
Raises a sword, cuts off her head,
Both bodies now collapse on the ground!

In a moment gale of battle abates,
The storm of blood sets in peace.
Over the death's field the Sun is now rising,
The hordes of Hag in the hell she pulls.
Wanderer the last breath then takes,
And the last words to the Sun he says:
"Don't set anymore, your servants are alive,
The rule of Hag has been put to the end..."

• Metal
• black metal
• death metal
• heavy metal
• Riga