Christians thought that we would forget
Fires of malice are burning again
The obsequial darkness has embraced the night…
We haven’t forgotten all those years
Of eternal sufferings and horrible nightmares.
I raise the Perun’s axe
And give an oath to the Mother Earth…
Oh, great pagan gods,
Give me your mighty wisdom.
Christians thought that we would forget everything,
They thought that we would forgive,
And by accepting the propaganda of Jesus,
We would abandon our beliefs.
But our past isn’t forgotten,
It is still living in our hearts.
It is living by the memories of ancestors,
It is burning like fire in our eyes.
Raven, fly and let the enemies know
About their forthcoming deaths.
Sing your funeral song
Looking at them from high above.
Herds of worthless sheep!
Feel the power of my wrath!
I shall avenge again and again,
Until the last one of your is lying in his coffin!