Текст песни Pagan Reign - Твердь - Последняя Битва

Climbed over Russia countless hordes,
Born in the darkness of distant steppes,
Carrying death on the blades of swords
For all those who feel the fear before them.

But the horror is not guided by the descendants of Perun
Sword in hand - and everyone is ready to defend
Home country of the treacherous raids
And faith fighters nobody break

Scarlet arrows soared over the walls
As soon as they saw the sun's rays.
And the battle began, and for life, and for glory
In the flickering glow of a summer night.

Defeat the enemy of the power of the firmament
Like black river of white cliff,
Only the blood of strangers shed in vain,
Their screams desperate wind carried away.

So was and will be for years to come
Let foe remember Slavic steel
And crows flying over the free land,
Wing making the sign of the celestial horizon.