Текст песни RAGNAROCK - Язычество

Let the jesters dance, let the tambourines knock,
Our God is not on their side.
The pagan is not the one who chose the masquerade,
And the one who surrendered to the war!

Linen shirt - not body armor,
Prayers without action are a whim.
Enemies do not kill round dances, no!
Ridiculous crazy fret.

Paganism - Will steel triumph.
Our anger is the fury of heaven.
For the world of slaves, we are already the Divine,
With weapons at the ready.

Totems and fetishes pathetic facade.
And truth is only in hearts.
The burnt offering fire - this is our rite -
Paganism is not in words.

We’ll flood the cowardly slaves with blood
So they don’t dare to look up.
All those who disagree - to the scaffold,
All rebellious - to shoot.

Stop putting up this dirty lie
Show the world your wolf temper!
If he entrusted his soul to our Gods -
Remember clearly - you are always right!