Steel swords forged by four powerful Arms of the Sun are coming from the North The power spelled in them shall lead us This is the call of vengeance And redemption of our forefathers guilt, The falsehood of conscience And naivety of imprisonment, The lost millennium conjured us up To tread the guilty conscience And remove blood from our fathers hands.
Where is our land Whose power protected its blood for ages? Where is our land Which bravely and proudly bears an eagle sign?
We march the way of glory among storms of war. Our swords bring death to the enemy. The battle forces irrespective of the loss of life And we will not cease, we will not withdraw We are the weapon of land fighting against fear
And blood sacrifice we hope for dignity. Our reign is covered with echo of the old Gods Which shows us day and night Where the good and evil lies.
Where is our land Whose power protected its blood for ages? Where is our land Which bravely and proudly bears an eagle sign?
We reject the path of cross So insincere as the cross itself. We chose the Light of World and the purity of blood!!! We raise our swords and take a vow Always to project Sun and the Blood Until the day we die!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
