Ancient Pagan War Lyrics

In this night of desire and pain
Cursed past unlesh deamons
The gates of eternity are opened
There is no hope for weak

Only true belivers will see,
Through eyes of blizzard.

Breath of endless beautiful winter,
Bring the words of ancient wisdom.
Fullfill our hearts with pride,
And give us the knowledg of generations.

Only hope we see in old Serbian pride
Our ancestors... brave warriors
They richness us with their might
True power of our history.

In our minds is only revenge
Now, wolves are our brothers
Death to all christian, muslim and jewish scums
Eternal hailz to great Serbia...