اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Let us raise the swords shining with blood's gold
In unity and fight with the bastard
Already enough of tyranny of the false prophet
Already enough of crosses that tread our earth
Enough of lawlessness and domination
Of religion - I am the antichrist
It is time to cause pain, time to dispense judgement
For those, who have turned traitor
Perish forever in forgetfullness' disgrace
For centuries of illiteracy and fanaticism
Death to the mercy, that you proclaim
Many a heart my sword will spike
Death!!!
Our fathers are proud that we're still fighting like knights
Our fathers are proud that we mark our battles with blood
It will come such a day, when the sun falls for ever
It will come such a nite, when it will shine with its light
War!!!
Brother, match over your destiny
Because it is for you now like father
Brother mind the betrayers
Remember, that you are a right and proud Slav
Fire that burns in your soul
Points out a path, which you pass through the woods
Fire that had till now obstinately fighted
Kill now the existence and creates a new epoch...
