The battlefield we've waited so long
new canvas we drawing on with tears
That asperse our sacred swords
In catharsis of a bleeding soil & transfixing groans
We'll nevermore repent

Quell and broke the gates
Inaugurate the our deliverance
Waking again...
Harden our souls as swords
Raise the flags!

The flags of hatred burn
Unleashing the beast
Convoking our berserk ride

With Oskoreign ride we praise [bad word] forth
Bewildering from land of slavs
Aghasting rage

Battlesounds on and on
Thus we vow to bonfires of ancestors
The land we sworn and kneel
With lambent eyes we shred this light
Forbidden art our essense

Quell and broke the gates
Inaugurate the our deliverance
Waking again...
Harden our souls as swords
Raise the flags!

The flags of hatred burn
Unleashing the beast
Convoking our berserk ride

With Oskoreign ride we praise [bad word] forth
Bewildering from land of slavs
Aghasting rage

So many aeons on earth remember
Our will shall be done
And became an eerie legend of...
... Slavonic chaos warrior hordes
Besieging all strongholds of lies

The flags of hatred burn
Unleashing the beast
Convoking our berserk ride

Quell and broke the gates
Inaugurate the our deliverance
Waking again...
Harden our souls as swords
Raise the flags!