The wild ones must be slain Vengeance fulfilled by the wrath of the Great One O Perun ! Utter the ancient words of power Allow me to cast a merciless doom upon them O Perun ! May we strike them harder than stone
Let's remember... We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us And none but the gods have decided Varangians always had control of the River It's time to prove it. It's time to prove it now
If they feel at one with the earth I promise they will soon be as one Their lungs will be filled with mud and worms They will drown in their own blood Their bones will be consumed by flames And their suffering will be engraved in the air
Let's remember... We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us And none but the gods have decided Varangians always had control of the river It's time to prove it. It's time to prove it. Now !
We will erect a memorial to the glory of the King Sculptured by suffering and tormented cries A divine masterpiece made with our own hands That will be etched in the winds forever
I swear he will soon join you. My pain carried by the wind. I swear I will avenge you. He so wants to take your place... I'm afraid he has no fear But I've sworn I will go through with my duty
The cries of pain shall echo in the air to be carved in the wind This is how we will accomplish this terrifying work Let Stribog spread the chant of agony
Let's remember... We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us And none but the gods have decided Let Stribog spread the chant of their agony And carve their suffering in the wind