In the Flame of Rage lyrics

Slavonic lands are covered With the black clouds and gray insect plague Our land is conquered by a terrifying army Looking like monster with tentacles. Why do you so disappointed? Why do you sad like if you were defeated? Why your mighty hands are lowered? Stand from your knees in the flame. In the flame of glorious rage! Stand with your brothers, Forget about novadays' holiness And let the "guests" remember that that is your land! Breath with full breast, Smash the black enemies, Smash the overseas scum With the hammer of rage. Sky above you will be clear, Your beloved woman will happily look To your child, Feel the freedom, my native Russland!