Текст песни Nokturnal Mortum - Черный ворон

Someone lifted the Moon Goddess
The forest is quietly whispering, everything is silent,
The Black Raven brings Darkness
Sparks of Fire die.
Gods - Fathers of the Boreal Lands
Heads bowed in Great Sorrow.
The Earth’s bowels have cooled forever
Chill Fire kills.
Steel Blades rust in scabbard
Their true life is the Swearing Field.
Christian foot crushed Russia
Slavic Will was replaced by captivity.
Through Wolf Howl - Aryan Blood
And the fearless warrior flies away for centuries
On a winged horse, mane on fire
Mother leaves the earth
christian password - jew blood
What blood shed on the rays of Kolovrat.
Sword in hand, guts on the blade -
That should be the reckoning!
The reckoning for the blood of our Fathers,
For Mothers Pain Reckoning,
For the deceit of speeches, for the construction of churches
the Jewish tribe must be crucified!
Slavic Honor, Pride and Revenge
Only War will grant Victory!
On Christian bones Blasphemous hearth
The one that rules Vendetta over enemies!
So may Swords be forged!
May Shields cleanse the Wind of dust!
The Sun will rise over Our Banners
Beyond the Sun, the Moon will give Us Strength!
Slavic Pride! Slavic Honor!
Slavic Wisdom! Slavic Revenge!
And in the roots of trees, and in a network of branches,
Divine Gift - Our Strength stream!
Black Raven Blacker than Night
You fly over the Slavic Earth!
Where are the graves of the great Howls - Fathers!
Fallen at the hands of the Christian!
Gather all the Sons together
Gather and tell them My song.
About how crucified, dead Jew
Treads shamelessly on My Earth and Yours!