...Of What I Know Hide Nothing I Will...



As I leave the ground behind,

Heading to the sky,

I look down at what remained

Of rich and mighty land.

As they took away our gods,

Blaming all their names,

Burying ancient legacy,

Till the end of time...

Till the end of time...



Pushing idol from the coasts

As it drifts down to the sea,

Irrigating fields by blood

In the name of trinity.

Preaching brand new holy truth,

Knee-deep'n seven deadly sins,

Sinking motherland in tears

Of the chosen ones...

Desecrated ones...



Why, you mighty Makosh,

Made our faith'd die?

Why, you made me carry

Gift of prophecy?

I should swallow sorrows but

Cannot change a thing.

All the suffers I see just

Pass under my wing...



See my nation to arise,

Gathering the hordes

Pain in hearts and wrath in eyes

We saddle our horses.

Hey, Perun! The time has come,

Fathers bless our swords,

Under sign of our pride

Help us win the war...

Sacred pagan war...