Under The Banner Of Hate

Look ath the sun drowned in blood
Can you see the atacking martial chariots
Look ath the soil burnt till horizon
From where the legions come with aryan banners

To the fight

To the fight - it is time
(to jet the gale of fires in our hearts)
To the fight - it is time
(to smash our enemies to smithereens)
To the fight - it is time
(to crush the source of the plague and let it fall under our feet)
To the fight - it is time
(to fight under the banners of hate)

We leave our youth
Growing up among the walls of shields
And glitter of swords
Making an offering of our lives
Celebrating the craftmanship called war
For this one moment on the battlefield - glory
Balancing between the limit of life and death

We have chosen
Nothing is going to change our aim
Ready to sacrificeeverything that is most precious
(for possibility to place our feet on the necks of our enemies)

We build our destiny like huge war machines
We forge our armour overflowed
(with bitterness on anvil of time
Sparks from our hammers die out like our enemies
And only the fading of the stars count the time of our revenge)

There
Where breath of our enemies dies away
To feed the hunger for vengeance
There
Where false symbol falls
Return the glitter of our cult
There
Where evenone tear fall for fatherland
The rivers of enemies blood will flow
There
Where the ravens circle the ring
At the time of glory we sacrifice our lives

To the fight

To the fight - it is time
(to jet the gale of fires in our hearts)
To the fight - it is time
(to smash our enemies to smithereens)
To the fight - it is time
(to crush the source of the plague and let it fall under our feet)
To the fight - it is time
(to fight under the banners of hate)

We have already chosen