Текст песни M8l8th - Сыновья Русской Земли

We filmed before the battle armor
And in a frenzy of biting shields
Seeing those hot iron
On our land burned crosses.
We quenched our thirst with beer,
Wishing to satisfy her blood enemies ,
To the hour of death once again become a wolf ,
And along with all be a pack of wolves .
We are no longer afraid of death ,
Thirst only just ringing blades.
Fearless warriors of the Russian land
Steel Wolves ancient gods .
Where the palace of the gods ,
There soon will we
Rebelling in the flesh of darkness ,
The battle re-enter .