Текст песни Белобородоф - Вскормленный войной

The desire - to advance,
You are created to kill
Infidels in their own land,
Cut like animals.
Vocation - to live in a fight,
But still you.
Contrary, the stranger,
You are nourished by the war!

Do you know for what,
In your hands the gun.
You must protect
His wife, children and mother.
Freedom in their eyes
It overcomes your fear.
Again, you engage in battle,
You are nourished by the war!

This is your path,
This is your path.
In life, the whole point -
This is your land.
War is your mother,
Patriotism is your father.
In every war
There the winning end.
Clenched fist - manifesto
One only road - under the cross.
I do not care what a broken head,
You are nourished by the war!