Текст песни Волколак - Гибель волколаков

Death Volkolak
White War in Forest Gate.
Prince & quot; sacred & quot; Vladimir regiments into battle leads.
Vile persecution he picks:
Every wrong will be destroyed.

& Quot; No enemies mercy. No, you say!
In vain had not worshiped the new king.
Prick spears, my order is as follows:
Catch unfaithful, hides away from them! & Quot;

Wild howl proud Volkolak:
Certain death feels leader,
But do not give up Rod sons.
Wince from the pain the mother land of cheese.

The silence of the forest cuts ringing blades
Fall to the ground the heads of enemies.
Volkolak know - death is near,
But do not take the brothers alien faith.

Praises the prince win the name of Christ,
But the soul & quot; St. & quot; so long empty.
But the soul will find Volkolak force,
With a new war in the House to enter it.
Do not forget vorog sharpness of blades,
Do not forget the fury of rabid wolves.
Though & quot; holy & quot; Vladimir shed wolf blood,
But Gray Brothers return again.