Songtext von Guards Of The Slavonic Tradition

Among boundless fields were born cereal On rivers, lakes and Baltic Sea In cities, countries on mountains and valleys In Slavonic nation hidden Those were in minds and hearts spark of Culture Born in mission to keep Idea Like flames of fire and splash of water Mighty of (in) faith, like steel of feeling With vision of survive Slavonic world Armoured and armed in ancient knowledge Conscious in fact of war of identities Chosen for defend own native bastions To destroy lies of postmodernist world To crush and suppress without any mercy Don’t let the jewish christians to smash Our Slavonic civilisation That why Guards of noble tradition Promise on own blood in face of Gods and spirits of ancestors Always defend Slavonic matter