Текст песни Веда - Горизонты истины

Under the fallen foliage
In the graves of lost lives
I see the Slavic tribe
Storey glory is fray
Not broken Vera Human
In the bowels of pagan
Prayers of man covering
Freedom and honor carried people

With delight, dawns met
In the glory of the Great Nature
And the memory of grandfathers read
As a gift of endless freedom
Hopefully looked to the West
In the bloody pane of the sky
Where clouds are defeated in chaos
Drew epoch horizons

And so walked for centuries
Under the anthem of the righteous era
But somewhere in the shade, behind the mountain
The servants of Vera were born
Printing in the minds of false prophet
Hearts were filled with spheres
Captivated blind cruelty
In the shackles of aimless revenge
Ax of the madness rose
Above the heads of the northern brothers
Call of the beast in the light of full moon
Predicted the proximity of the sword

But loyalty to the gods did not disappear
And in the breath of the ambulance
Sounded holy song triants
In the fires, milestones are not cigent
They sweat through eternity
Pierce dust brave hearts
Damping a dumb carelessness
Killing useless flattery

And so I stand above the break
Previous the doors of the Nordic Gate
Wind abyss measuring gust
My spirit is returned back
And I'm on the hill lust
In the dense forests of the wild
I hold the sword of saint
I will listen to the pain of fallen
Around the courtyard of nature
Under the gentle light of the moon
As a symbol of Slavic freedom
As a symbol of a sacred war