Of What I Know Hide Nothing I Will

As I leave the ground behind,
Heading to the sky,
I look down at what remained
Of rich and mighty land
As they took away our gods,
Blaming all their names,
Burying ancient legacy,
Till the end of time
Till the end of time

Pushing idol from the coasts
As it drifts down to the sea,
Irrigating fields by blood
In the name of trinity
Preaching brand new holy truth,
Knee-deep'n seven deadly sins,
Sinking motherland in tears
Of the chosen ones
Desecrated ones

Why, you mighty Makosh,
Made our faith'd die?
Why, you made me carry
Gift of prophecy?
I should swallow sorrows but
Cannot change a thing
All the suffers I see just
Pass under my wing

See my nation to arise,
Gathering the hordes
Pain in hearts and wrath in eyes
We saddle our horses
Hey, Perun! The time has come,
Fathers bless our swords,
Under sign of our pride
Help us win the war
Sacred pagan war