In the deep of the Carpathians
Surrounded by forests where beasts of night dwell
On a bare mountain it stands
The loneliest fortress
O' lord Opour
Worship the four elements
God of Earth, thy gift a great stone
Created not by human hands
God of Fire, thy gift, a furnace in the bowels of earth
from which thou throw out thy fury
Through the "flue of hell"
God of Water, thy gift an awesome trunk
Transformed into a stone black as night
No axe could chop it and it sparks by the beat of steel
God of Air, thy gift an enormous thunderbolt
That fell on the ground of Arx Idolatriae
Step into the sulphur cave
Inhale the might of thy idols
Though the walls are crushed
We will raise the flag of the long forgotten ones
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