Текст и слова песни Apraxia – Summoning Of Ancient Battle Spirit Of Great Race
I summon the ancient forgotten
Battle spirit of my nation
Arise from the depth of ages
Return from benighted times!
Seize the souls of my bloodbrothers
Make us valiant and ruthless
Teach us to fight, help us to win!
I summon, I conjure, I call - arise
I summon pristine spirit
Spirit of war, pride and glory
Spirit of thousand battles
Power of ancestor's swords
I pray for the gods of war
Mighty Volh and great Perun
I call might of heathen land
Shadows of the battlefield of my motherland!
Lead us against those aliens
For whom there's no place
In our sacred lands
Help us to burn them down
To trample and to tear them to shreds
Give our race power over the whole world!
Battle spirit of my nation
Arise from the depth of ages
Return from benighted times!
Seize the souls of my bloodbrothers
Make us valiant and ruthless
Teach us to fight, help us to win!
I summon, I conjure, I call - arise
I summon pristine spirit
Spirit of war, pride and glory
Spirit of thousand battles
Power of ancestor's swords
I pray for the gods of war
Mighty Volh and great Perun
I call might of heathen land
Shadows of the battlefield of my motherland!
Lead us against those aliens
For whom there's no place
In our sacred lands
Help us to burn them down
To trample and to tear them to shreds
Give our race power over the whole world!
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