The wild ones must be slain

Vengeance fulfilled by the wrath of the Great One

O Perun! Utter the ancient words of power

Allow me to cast a merciless doom upon them

O Perun! May we strike them harder than stone



Let's remember...

We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us

And none but the gods have decided

Varangians always had control of the River

It's time to prove it. It's time to prove it now



If they feel at one with the earth

I promise they will soon be as one

Their lungs will be filled with mud and worms

They will drown in their own blood

Their bones will be consumed by flames

And their suffering will be engraved in the air



Let's remember...

We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us

And none but the gods have decided

Varangians always had control of the river

It's time to prove it. It's time to prove it. Now!



We will erect a memorial to the glory of the King Sculptured by suffering and tormented cries

A divine masterpiece made with our own hands

That will be etched in the winds forever



I swear he will soon join you. My pain carried by the wind.

I swear I will avenge you. He so wants to take your place... I'm afraid he has no fear

But I've sworn I will go through with my duty



The cries of pain shall echo in the air to be carved in the wind

Let Stribog spread the chant of agony



Let's remember...

We must remind them the holy power belongs only to us

And none but the gods have decided

Let Stribog spread the chant of their agony

And carve their suffering in the wind