What is not like in Ancient times now
Why all is sorrowful and begrimed?..
Why the Ancestral Wisdom lost;
Why the Blood Brotherhood forgotten is?..
Alas, all the Truth was gone,
Truth was gone and the false arose!..
Clouds are gathered, covered the Sky,
Ghastly impending over woods and fields
With the stellar eyes, from the Firmament
Forefathers still gaze and wondering:
Folk of Rus is in deathlike slumber,
Sleeping they dont see the cruel grief!
Mounds and Cromlechs devastate are;
Cut down are Our Sacred Groves;
Tales forgotten are, and the Runes are lost;
Forbidden are Swords and Solar Signs
Dead Rivers are flowing like a tears
And the Land is desolate like a scorched ground;
All doors and windows in huts closed are
All the bolts and bars are locked up
Only in the Forge someone still hammering,
Of the Blood Identity forging the Spiritsteel
Dawn is coming forth Rus reawakes!
Hammer of Spirit beating incessant
Identity of Blood shalt unite again
Our Warriors with a Bonds of Oath;
Thats why Forger didnt sleep in evil night
With Thunders He sworn than Folk shalt arise!!!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
