Art of the Time is a monumental work dedicated to the art of creation and the accumulation of knowledge based on the age-old cultural archetypes of the harsh and mighty north.
The album reveals the theme of the infinity of art and time as mutually generative phenomena.
The art of the time is a universal process that underlies the human civilization. Creativity is timeless as a source of culture and development.
In Gods we trust
We live on the beautiful land
Where the forests speak and dance
A magical spirit hovers in the wind
Feeling the breath of fairy tales
We believe in the sun above the land
Feeling cold wind on our skin
Looking at the truth, justice and peace
Which created the initial world
The world around us is full of wonders
Just open your soul to the native gods
Now you will hear the song of times
Respect the traditions of our ancestors
In Gods we trust, believe in truth
And our force protects the world
Rise the flag of Northern Gods
Pagan troops have come to battle
They can't be stopped they fight for freedom
They can't be stopped they protect traditions
They can't be stopped they die as heroes
They can't be stopped they’re our freedom
We will stand to the last drop of blood
In Gods we trust and fight for Gods
The enemies of our land run away
Feeling the force of pagan swords
Art of the Time
Time's beyond control and understanding
Over being and consciousness
We come as ghosts for a while
Just our art is eternal as time
Life is memory embodied in art
Time's mercilessly devouring our essence
Leaving nothing in return
Only culture cannot be erased
Art's the purpose of human existence
That lives outside of time
This is the real way to immortality
Go through the epoch and wars
When past and future are one
Our music conveyed the moment
The art determines the time
Describes the civilization
Come with us, you will see the other side
It's the way that you're searching for
Heritage of the Northern lands
The halls of gods you've dreamed before
Look inside of the mystic circle
The secret of life is born there
In the deepest recesses of your mind
Pagan origin was always alive
Humanity discovers and creates
Time for creation will never end
The artist is not dependent to time
Your creations will live forever
Our art opens the new horizons
A world without chaos and ignorance
The new era of truth and equity
Where only the art of time is needed
Сult of blizzard and fire
The eternal mist of dim stars
Is meager light of silent wisdom
Mutely watching the riot of energy
Far space of blizzard and fire
You were born at dusk in the vast expanses of cold
Your life’s endless battle of a warm heart with a cold abyss
You have been taught to fight and survive while others die
Your spirit is the triumph of fire and ice and your body is like steel
The last heroes of fire and ice
Keep the cult of a blizzard of fire
The last wisdom of the pagan reign
Keeps living in your hearts
Stay on the way of blizzard and fire
Bring together the brave heroes of the north
Gather your force to defend the ancient cult
And the gods of the old times will return again
With blizzard and fire
With the first rays of the sun
We went to the last battle
The last heroes stood among us
We fought like real sons of the north
The power of fire boils in the veins
A mighty blizzard hid everything
Every ice floe howls now for us
Blizzard and fire's burning in us
We will forever remember the great wonder of the Gods
A miracle has become possible with the steel of our swords
We discovered the power of the time of ancient Gods
The cult of blizzards and fire keeps our hearts strong