Текст песни M8l8th - Сыновья Русской земли

We filmed before the battle armor
And bit madly shields
Seeing those hot iron
On our land burned crosses.

We quenched our thirst with beer,
Wishing to satisfy her blood enemies ,
To the hour of death once again become a wolf ,
And along with all be a pack of wolves .

We are no longer afraid of death ,
Thirst as soon as ringing blades.
Fearless warriors of the Russian land
Steel Wolves ancient gods.

Where the palace of the gods ,
There soon will we
Rebelling in the flesh of darkness ,
The battle re-enter .