In the shadowed grove where legends dwell
A thunderous prelude begins to swell
Majestic pines, like sentinels, stand
Awaiting the touch of Perun's fiery hand
In the heart of the storm, where the silence is torn
Lies the might of Perun, in the thunder reborn
With a hammer in hand, and the winds at his call
He awakens the skies, makes the bravest hearts fall
Perun's rage, in the tempest's cage
Unleash the fury, the lightning's sage
Thunder cracks, the heavens ablaze
Bow down to Perun, in awe and amaze
Through the veil of clouds, his chariot ascends,
In the fire's glow, the night he bends
His eyes, they glow, with a celestial light
A god of old, in the darkest of night
Hear the tale of the thunder god's might
In the doom-laden rhythm, his legend ignite
A tale of power, from the ancient lore
Perun's rage, forevermore
In the silence of the woods, where the shadows play
Perun's voice thunders, commanding the fray
The beasts grow still, the mountains reply
To the sound of his power, that rends the sky
That rends the sky
Perun's rage, in the tempest's cage
Unleash the fury, the lightning's sage
Thunder cracks, the heavens ablaze
Bow down to Perun, in awe and amaze
As the saga ends, and the storm subsides
The echo of Perun, in the heart resides
With a final flash, he retreats from the fight
Leaving a world in awe, of his thunderous might
And as the tempest's roar gently fades
The legacy of Perun's wrath stays
In the calm that follows the storm's might
Whispers of his power linger in the night