Hundreds of years ago, great warriors lived in our land
They didn't know the fear and cowardice, they didn't surrender, and always fought to the end.
Clean and noble blood flowed in their veins, slavic, dark-red blood full of bravery and fidelity,
Hundreds of years ago they fell into oblivion, and the past wisdom is lost...

We are their sons, we are successors!
Our blood is the same, cold like steel in our hands.
We never forget of dark centuries, years of stupidity,
Our blades and axes will cut head of Jesus!

Hear the ancient call!
Blood Of The Grim Warriors!

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