Текст песни Навь - Навстречу слепящему чёрному свету

Glaciers I Hate
Snow nourish anger
My face contorted with rage
My hands squeeze weapons
My eyes meet blinding light
Dead desert sun set over the horizon ... .
Foaming fierce horses
Carry me up
From the foot of the mountain railways
To the lonely heights of gray snow
To the dead oak tree that stands over the mountain ,
Directing their branches to the gloomy sky
Roots stretching to the underwear world
Oak, he remembers the birth of cruel dark god of warriors
He will be born again , when my arms stained with the blood of sacrificial
And I will not be going back
Only move forward
To the dead sun
To meet the blazing black light
Eyes of my father Chernobog .