Текст песни Волчий Острог - Восславляя Мудрости Стяг

Number of teeth sharpened and merciless gaze
I am a beast.
Through the thick bitter years brings the song of victory
Blizzard.
Who lives spared, do not grieve over the share
In the hour of misery,
The vernal bird flocks flying over the edge of the world,
At the dawn.

A moment of revelation - a righteous battle.
To the source of the will implies howling.
Hordes of enemies with wild fields
Quench the thirst of thousands of swords.

And you're not with me is similar, you're shy, thin-skinned
Did not dare.
You're not a fighter in the battle, you enemy of hearts
Do not eat.
You're the only wise books comprehended greatness.
Your character
Ahead of our time, where a free man
As a servant!

About the wisdom of heaven, give me a sign.
From the tenacious bonds break as?
Web trails, ice maze
In the abyss of lead, closing the hand of the eyes.

Hey, sage, so who then right
In this age of vanity that is so weak?
Those who are our nation, oppressing, lie took the world.
In the mud and decided to trample us right black feast.

Revive us rage
Revive!
Strengthen our faith
Strengthen !!!
Even the gods did not immediately give the answer.
Not granted any sky light.
It's not open to all, though not for everyone.
Do not see faith without lifting eyelids.