Текст песни Иллет - Звери войны

Hey, sharpen their swords on the stone!
Drink the blood of the holy chalice!
Hateful spirit torch flame
The blade nude dancing.
Breathing fumes furious wind,
In the hills fanning fires.
In the world of rushing messengers of death -
Wolf and Raven - beasts of war.

Hey, we dance around the fire,
As brides blades pat!
We were born for the dance battle,
We were born for songs began.
We do not know a prayer,
We do not have other gods,
What is born of the womb of the battle
Wolf and Raven - beasts of war.

Our signs - Fire and Midnight.
Our banner - fire flames.
We rush into battle with a howl -
We are warriors of the Wolf Pack.
There is no fate for a warrior above,
The battles in the days to complete.
Let our words be heard
Wolf and Raven - beasts of war!

We will go to the enemies of the wind,
We will go through them like a flame!
Blood on the ice will not change color,
Steel steel will remain in the blood -
So his oath will not change
The sons of Crimson Moon.
So do not change their brothers
Wolf and Raven - beasts of war.

So piruy same today, soldier!
Tomorrow, our time will come!
Tomorrow the blood drunk Raven
Tomorrow Wolf tribe feasting!
If the flame funeral
You will leave in the palaces of the Moon -
Let us adore you on the mound
Wolf and Raven - beasts of war!