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
thy, gift, opour, arx, idolatriae