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1. Крода

2. Приданий Бесконечный Путь

Autumn ...Engraving in leaves the veins galdrastafr, Shalt paint in crimson, - not sparing the golden glare...Autumn...Shalt cover in fog, hiding the mud slush, And be drowned in cold drops of rainWinter...Howling, it shalt bring the fury of blizzards, Winds haughty storming as beasts...Winter...Shalt cloach in ice, strewing by hoarfrost, Concealing the leaves runearcanes in snow...Spring...Shalt furtively force it...s way by the green of first grass, Flowing the stream of molten snow, Reading the epistle of winter...Spring, it shall comprehend all that was hidden, All that was left on the darkened leaves, Then shalt describe it by the pattern of sprouts...Summer...Shalt cover by leaves, bury under the trees crowns, And carry on...Summer...With farewell it shalt tell, shalt whisper by winds, And sing to the autumnal mists...

3. Где Увековечен Был Мир И Покой

Soundless grey of the thunderstorm clouds, Reflecting in mirror of swamp, Gifted the splashes of heatlightnings to Earth, Enraptured by the silence of forestGusts of the wind penetrated to where Only the leaves falling was rustling Halls of moss were scalded by sorrow In quiet swamps desolation Breaking the silence ... thunder was roar Acclaiming the storm arrival Standing benumbed, the wood became dumb, Awaiting the first raindrop ringing...With a rumble of hundreds of thousands stonesThe water momentary started to flow forth... Bursting with storming blizzard, Wind crushed the secular oblivion Gushing in torrents, the downpour fell, Sweeping away the bliss of calm Storming was roaring, howling wild, Burying the former unhurriness...Where are roots now? Where are crowns of trees? Their web pattern is everywhere now Where the peace and calm were immortalized ...Only chaos, ruins and devastation remained...

4. Иней Крови

In the rays of rising Sun The veil of ice is reddenIt strewed and chained by coldness And weaved on the web of dreams Hoarfrost of Blood is glimmering, sparkling, It melts, scattering by crimson ashes By the bloody scabs it clotting, Blackening, growing dim, disappearing in dust How much blood was shed upon this land, That snow became of the dawn color? Forefathers returned to heirs the Heroes Blood For they arise ... the Defenders Hordes!... (Elders) gave a sign to stand in ranks, to Sharpen the swords, preparing for fight For the snowstorms of gore bury the enemies, For the rivers be filled with blood of the foes! It's time for banners to sing on the wind now, Time for standarts to inhale the Freedom It's time for the Aryan Spirit to rise, To fill the veins with Hoarfrost of Blood! Let fury make hands to grasp in fists And wolfish roar shall seethe in throat Strike by strike ... our foes shall fall Step by step ... we shall cleanse the battlefield!

5. Рідний Край

And all this ... is Our Land ! Our Native Land ! This is Fatherland, yours and mine, Always remember that! Glorious be in ages, forever alive, My Land! My Ukraine ! Fatherland, in all the world only one ... Free, Mighty, Great, AncientFrom forefathers Ancestors inherit it wasTo the descendants ... heirs Slavonic Land given to usBy the Fathers ... Gods Sea and rivers, lakes and ponds, Oaken woods and immense steppes, Blue skies and bright sun, Shimmering stars, their sorrowful light It imbued throughout by The Slavonic Spirit and Blood ... Guard thy Native Land, Like a mother, ...tis only one! Remind thy glorious Ancestors that died, Those warriors that defended this Land With sword in hand! By all my heartI greet all the Great Heroes Who sacrificed their life In the name of Native Land Their memory lives eternally! Glory to Heroes! Glorious be, my Native Land! Carpathian Mountains covered by mighty forests And by the foggy wood paths, Singing of birds and silence of nights ... I shalt remember all this ...til I die! Like a tear, moon glare is clear, Burial mounds, Dnipro, and rapids thundering, Thou art adorned by the flowers and rain...Glorious be, Native Land!

6. Грому Палиці Коряві

The hearse cloth weaved of rain Is coldening by mist of twilight By the grey grim shroud It shall flow from the skies Grandeur of clouds started to rush Tearing out to the fragments Deadly struck down into the ground Gnarled Cudgels of Thunder Unstoppable rage of lightning Flashed by the cold shine By the silver axe fiercely Cleaving the expanse of air Gnarled Cudgels of Thunder Broke, crushed into pieces The crucifixion above the Ancient Heathen Sanctuary, -Leaving the ashes only...Shame of dust be washed away by rain From the bloody scars of Land That was struck! Struck! Struck! By the Gnarled Cudgels of ThunderBut yet the rain tears can't wash out The disgrace of christian domination And years of pain wouldn't be crushed By the Perun's Gnarled Cudgels!

7. Поплач Мені, Річко...

Cry To Me, River, Tell me about the days of ancient times, About what thou saw long time ago Tell by the whispering of thy drops Bring by the waves to Nothingness Resounds of battles where one raised his sword Against his brother In murmur of tide voices are heard:...Betrayal!... Who dishonored his Ancestors names? Who destroyed our Ancient Faith? Who gave the Slavonic Land Into enemies... clutch?...volodymir!......Miserable descendant of the Great Knjaz, worthless son of Svjatoslav, fratricide, apostate of Faith, Named ...saint... for his betrayal!...Who built the churches Upon our Sacral Ground? That herd trembled of fear, When Knjaz Svjatoslav nailed His shield To the Constantinopolis gates!

8. Apocalypse

[Hypocrisy Cover]

Eisenslav ‒ Vocals, Lyrics
Viterzgir ‒ Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Pipe, Percussion

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