Don’t ask me why my folk is so angry, sentenced to death but you still wonder why. We pushed too far, we fight for survival, against our enemies, the eternal life.
We’ve got the mark of the damned, we are oppressed and enslaved. We’ve got the sign and the brand… Will we take it to the grave?
The day you see our black sun rising is the day of freedom and hope. The day you see our black sun rising is the day of the rope.
Is there anybody who knows all the secret of witchcraft and magic and doom? He may come to teach our people the forest and the might of the runes.
We’ve got the mark of the damned, we are oppressed and enslaved. We’ve got the sign and the brand… Will we take it to the grave?
The day you see our black sun rising is the day of freedom and hope. The day you see our black sun rising is the day of the rope.
Let’s kneel down and pray for salvation, the innocent are free from sin. Our children should see the new morning, when black suns shine for our kin.
We’ve got the mark of the damned, we are oppressed and enslaved. We’ve got the sign and the brand… Will we take it to the grave?
The day you see our black sun rising is the day of freedom and hope. The day you see our black sun rising is the day of the rope.
The day you see our black sun rising is the day of freedom and hope. The day you see our black sun rising is the day of the rope.