Majestic South The angel of the cold light Guide the brightness of my steel For the infidelity and the freason I have devotion to strenght of the evil And to the majestic gods I follow this trill way By the old dominators The war is the freedom Of my followers And we have thirst for glory For one majestic south Oh! Impure palace of shadows You are the portal To my fiance of the night I am your eternal black warrior Guardian of the wisdom Master of the infamous orgies And I load the arrogance of The blood of my ancestors Gélidas terras do Sul De vastas florestas Herança de Lendas! Ours cold winds blows like voices Comming from winter land