Hybris

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Look at the deadly sign of this face Marked with crime for a thousand years This is the voice of pastless legacy That commands to destroy this land By deceit it encroached upon this land Hiding its bloodstained hands Under the cloak of hypocrisy and cant Dripping its poison into our wounds Revenge - on liars, a song of wrath When blades of truth shed the blood Revenge - on cross, by fire and death So take your vengeance for (the) years of plague My nation fell into an abyss of decay With its deeds glorified misery and lie To the heights raising fustiness of filth Tribe of the bastard, spawns of deceit Still fixed upon the underworld's illusion They strangle our voice with vile delusion In the name of Slavic, our native blood Expel the pest of christian lice But they won't live long, no more To burst the fetters, the time has come The venom will vanish from our veins Our hatred will defeat them

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

At the shore high, among rocky hollows Somewhere in the very heart of the sea A famous fortress stands, ready for defence As bright as the northern lights From north, south and east, Protected by a chasm's rocky depth From west covered by rampart wide Mighty with wealth and glory: Arkona! From all sides the enemies swooped Carrying crosses and avid for bloodshed At the may dawn at the wall they stood Thirsty for booty (and) hungry for destruction Long the besieged fortress defended Its fame grew (and) resistance didn't weaken But its gates fell of conflagration By force of arms the foes broke inside The cliff echoes the sound of waves In it, like a banner in battle outspread (The) Legend of Ages with victory shined Snatched from the loop of time and thrall

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

For a thousand years in silence Our nation has awaited asleep Hiding the hateful glare Like storm by calm preceded For a thousand years in nihil We've weaved the thread without fate (Now as) we stand at the gates of future We break the oppression's chain Ages in bonds of lies came to an end Numbered are days of belief in bastard (Of that) disgrace in our land (Of that) disgrace in our blood The Century too long and too dark (Will be) consumed by the tongue of fire And burning a war pyre It'll bring the calling to hearts To let the dust of oblivion Forever cover the 'saviour's' tribe (that) disgrace in our land (that) disgrace in our blood

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

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A blow! running blood A sound of steel that awakes me Pain! growing wrath March amongst cut off heads A scream! the fight goes on Flames lick dead corpses Joy! Your shield cracks And there remains no hope anymore Violence! A strangled groan Honour tainted in eternal shame Dread! Animal fear The tribe of cross sentenced to death Taste of sweet revenge Rage turns mercy into dust Murder! At the motion of hand It spills rivers coloured by blood Blood for blood - Memory of ever faithful ones Blood for blood - For ages an immortal call Let's raise Stanica - ready for war Of Svarozyc - to the clear sky Let's raise Stanica - in battle toil Of Svarozyc - fiery circle Storm running high falls from clouds to the ground Bends tops of the humble trees To free the burden of light from the womb of night It cuts the sky with a blade of thunder Such we go into battle, with hearts of wrath and courage The steel shall saturate with enemy's blood Let the fight be our work, victory - our peace With no rewards for wasted lives

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Goreją wici w czas rokowy Dziś znów - jak przed tysiącem lat, Posłanie niosą masławowe, I budzi się słowiański świat. Słowiańska czestna wiara nasza My z tych co Lech, Siemowit, Krak, Nie nam zamorskich znać mesjaszy I drogi nam Swaroga znak. A człowiek miarą jest wszechrzeczy, Nic ponad naszą myśl i dłoń! Z klęczeństwa Polak się uleczy, Na zaćmę krzyża ma już broń. Odzyszcze naród własną duszę I sobą snów zapragnie być, Koło historii drgnie - i ruszy, Bezdziejów gnuśnych zerwie nić. Życie człowieka - to zadanie, Spełnia się poprzez trud i znój. Dzieło - to Twoje powołanie, Dzielnym niech będzie żywot Twój!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Who remembers now the past greatness When emptiness blows from everywhere? Who's to hear about that famous strength And the magnitude of ancient shrines? In the echo of baltic waves Fame of Arkona still lives For centuries it stood like a rigid stone Enshrouded by oppression of the plague The last bastion and shield of defence Proud with the name of Svantevit! Now, when wind sings its song From beneath the gates of burning wall (The) legend carries (the) sign of renewal Of cults and beliefs long time gone How great is memory in us... Fame of Arkona still lasts!

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

O, wild song Your everlasting power Tosses like thunder Penetrates my heart forever Flowing when from your depths You echo my voice Thus, upwards, to the greyness of clouds I ascend my scream, ruining their calm And through a soaring trail I raise My song marked with fire and blood O, hour of dusk! In your womb I conceal My thoughts before the dawn A sleepy anxiety To meet at daybreak The silent gaze of death...

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Peoples of Lechia, long oppressed, rose up White horse announced the word of god's oracle To lead against burden of chistian onslaught Our tribe united with a tone of a warchant Enveloped in defeats' shade, the crosses fell The choir of triumphant horns roared nearer and nearer Autumn thaws covered the Earth To fulfill the enemy forces' fate Surrounded by the flame of vengeance A blow for a blow, death for death, Slavia! The wreath of glory ripped off by a treacherous hand And the proud change of history's course fell, Having led the brave to death or thrall, To the last battle, at the Rzekienica shore. The ages will pass, the ashes will wane In cold graves grey remains will cool Snow will fall, ice will cover the lakes, But the torches will carry once fired flames; Over the tree-tops, as a red glow They'll last in our hearts, as a bloodcoloured song

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

A shadow of yearning has awaken in me For those years that passed into dark Once surrounded by a thousand faces Now lone I wander the world of mortals Some paths overgrown, others I forgot Fire burnt places precious to me A stone in my breast was drawn to the ground When I fought madly - I curse those moments The darkness calls me, as before I follow Greeted by eternal bow of the trees Among the stars that like torches shine Their firmament will become home of mine And I shall greet days with song of the wind That fires the light of my life The ghosts of past ages will never return Who I am, who I was they'll never guess

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025