Ungern - Sinister Warble of Baron Ungern | Текст песни

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• Sinister Warble of Baron Ungern

Barbarians were chained by savage spirit of Russian soldier,
Who was devoted to the oath.
Warlocks was ordered to His steel will.
Bastards was digged into their graves alive.

Endless steppes was burned by His rage.
He drank a lot, but wasn't drunk.
The wrathful baron, who killing Jews, was awaiting for prophecy of Tibet.

Rising of black sun.
Rapid strike of eruptors.
Bile of bear.

Thunderbolts, thrashing all around.
Mystic steam, Hakkenkreuzes on shoulders.
Skin that was ripped from bones.
Masticated cross, excessive self-conceit.
Stomachs full of dead flesh.
No place for the crooked noses!
The belief in "Lex Talionis".
His words like strike of hammer.
He was cruel and radically superstitious.
His smells like medieval times.
His savage spirit has no boundaries.

Shambala is not a state. Shambala are the people...