Текст песни Aufschwung - Братоубийства Звон

A story that was written with blood,
The funeral for the pages of books.
We tried to push their heads with his brothers,
Hiding in the shadows of evil cunning face.
And thunder backbiting creating enmity,
Lightning past the lies burn,
Spear giving you errors,
And pushing at the mass whip.

And singing native motifs
As we have instilled patriotism,
The one that people poured vanity,
That elevate us above others.
Above our brothers in blood
Since we are essentially equal,
Giving rise to fierce debate,
And the signal for the start of the war.

And the sky darkened disgust,
Surely again bathe the earth blood brothers?
We will give the kingdom of dreams,
Stepping into the darkness under the mournful howl of wolves ...

Why do we need the laughter of jackals,
His brothers throat to vomit,
Us and so there are few,
To fight with each other.

Fratricide ringing should not have pierced,
It's time to listen to the heart of our ancestors call,
And in the eternal darkness path errors
Do not go
Stay
Not complying with the decree
Enemies.