In the forests of eternal dreaming
  Old oaks lighted up by the fullmoon's light
  The coldness of dungeon touches the inside of wooden maze
  From the womb of mother-wolf I was born
  The witches foretold in the hearts of my enemies
  In the midnight wilderness I took a pledge
  Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel
  For ages waiting for its denudation
  The final triumph
  The pure barbarity
  
  I howl to the moon for support in my battle
  The moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beauty
  I damn the sun, rising again and again
  In brightness of bloody light, steel holocaust
  I received hails from the northern side
  of snow covered Carpathians
  The light breath of nightmare, as a sign
  I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers
  From the land of armageddish fields
  
  I am the bard of eastern lands...
  
  I lead my brothers for death struggle
  In glory of victory my armies rise
  Barbarian tribes with fury of destruction
  With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings
  Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness
  Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandemonium burns
  This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditions
  Mythical hell is the paradise to the true warriors
  There they attain eternity and sit high on the throne
  
  Pagan nations become united
  Mighty bards received their long awaited silence
  Slavs returned to their villages and woods
  Pagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled
  ...I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledge
  And took a long walk throughout the unknown dimensions
  As the sign of fullmoon, in damnation I shall rise