Текст песни Pagan Reign - Гнев Славянских Богов

The great gods of the forest stronghold,
How long and bitter your sleep ever.
In the darkness of the earth in the cold bogs,
Insidiously you betrayed your own people.

Wake Forest Children
All go to war
It is terrible to be gods Stari
Revenge crucified liar

Polyhnet their eyes heaven
Break the shackles of years
To revive the faith of their ancestors
Dissolving trace of Christianity

Will rise from the abyss of past times
Great Gods dense forests
Open legacy of ancient times
It is only the one who is born Ross

Wood sings us a song of past years
On War Slavs, ancient cities
In defense of the house one has to get up
Forever crush the enemy army.

Beautiful expanses of forest Russia
A river full of clean and
Do not submissive to your children
What pure soul strong.