1. Slavonic (Instrumental)

2. Kurjaci

Ochi su mi krvave
Cheljusti balave
I zrtve njine nevine
Pred mocnim krikom su nevine

Nad rasutim kostima urlici
Chopor je nahranjen...kurjaci!

Oni trche u tmini besni od gladi
Ledom i vatrom okovani
Mirisom krvi i mesa napojeni
Strahom plena opijeni

Nad rasutim kostima urlici
Chopor je nahranjen...kurjaci!

Ali ja razumem njinu bol
I taj avetni krik duboko je u srcu mom
Deca drevnih vremena
Moja braca kurjaci

Nad rasutim kostima urlici
Chopor je nahranjen...kurjaci!

3. Likantrop

Na ognjenom vrhu planine
Stojim sam u tmini
Prizvan halucinacijama
Ludog shamana

Dah nebozanske zveri
U meni se radja
Likantrop

Esencija zivota se topi
Pred grandioznim rogovima smrti
I mesec na nebu krvari
U momentu sjedinjavanja choveka i zveri

Ochima boje obzidiona
Sada gledam...
Kako fragmenti nadrealnih vizija
Postaju memljivi entiteti nishtavila

U samom chinu metamorfoze
Lamenti noci vile oplakuju
Moj duh plameni
I svaki pokret i misao
Postaje isti
Moj krik pomera planine...

Samo smeh ludog shamana chujem...
U beskrajnom vrtlogu delirijuma...
Moj um nestaje u imploziji

Esencija zhivota se topi
Pred grandioznim rogovima smrti
I mesec na nebu krvari
U momentu sjedinjavanja choveka i zveri

Ochima boje obzidiona
Sada gledam...
Kako fragmenti nadrealnih vizija
Postaju memljivi entiteti nishtavila

Smeh shamana chujem
Krv bljujem...

Mrachni tron u meni zauvek...

Ka choporu Crnoboga idem...

Likantrop...

4. Mercyful Angel

Tonight you will on my wings
Tonight I shall silence your screams
Tonight my holy crusade begins
My divine presence wakes you from your dreams

Fear not of this bombs they will bring you peace
Fear not of this flames they will set you free

I shall embrace you with my fire
Caress you with smoke and devastation
Those are not your bridges burning
But my heavenly touch, holy desecration

Fear not of this bombs they will bring you peace
Fear not of this flames they will set you free

I am your Angel
Mercyful Angel
God of death, blood red skies
Mercyful Angel
For peace and justice, bleed, rot die!!!

5. U Ognju

U ognju cete goreti
Jer drevna krv josh u nama vri
Plameni barjak Svarogov
Na vetru josh vri

Nek vam vatra kosti zdere
U prah pretvori
Nek vam vatra kosti zdere
U ognju cete goreti

Najglasniji krik nek se sad zaori
Moj glas je glas prokletih
Sunce i nebo ste sakrili
Decu od majki iz ruku ste chupali

Nek vam vatra kosti zdere
U prah pretvori
Nek vam vatra kosti zdere
U ognju cete goreti

6. Utvare

Mesec je mrtav noc je lepljiva
Groblje budno glasno leshina
Uz jecaj trulih veshala
Pleshu mrtve vile na kolcima

Nek sve zhivo kuka
Nek sjaj zvazda posustaje
Oni koju tvoju senku uhode
Utvare!

Obrisi mrtvih

Svetlost je proklelo nashe ime
I stratishta su nash dom
Oni koji tvoju senku uhode
Obrisi mrtvih

Nek sve zhivo kuka
Nek sjaj zvazda posustaje
Oni koju tvoju senku uhode
Utvare!

7. Still Burns

Dawn of the 21. century
What do you expect to see
Occupation, humiliation
Of a land and people
Civilization

Still we bleed, still we fail to reach
Freedom and peace are still far away
Just the smell of dried blood
Still reeks!

The sun doesn't shine the way it use to
God left us behind, but I accuse you
Of diving and destroying everything I create
You made me monster, you brought me this hate!

I dare to look in the mirror
What will I see?
A pale bloody face just staring at me
Eyes that speak of war, blood, pain and defeat
A look which brings me down on my knees!

Still we bleed, still we fail to reach
Freedom and peace are still far away
Just the smell of dried blood
Still reeks!

The sun doesn't shine the way it use to
God left us behind, but I accuse you
Of diving and destroying everything I create
You made me monster, you brought me this hate!

I will be your axe
Your shield
Your hammer

8. Lock You Up

Tonight the air is different
My sense are growing stronger
Fear, rage and agitation
Fill this void that was my soul

I see men with machine guns, dressed in black
Faces hidden behind black masks
The huntng season has begun
Society's inquisition! Ot has begun!

And the master's puppets
Still not completely satisfied
Lake a pack of hungry hyenas
They yearn for more

What goes around comes around
Good night, I hope you'll have psychotic nightmares
Danger and hatred still rule the earth
More than enough for you and your fucking world!

Pride is weapon
We're not afraid to use it
We''ll be swinging that sword
Until the day we die!

Lock you up, gun you down!

9. Zejtinlik

Hodaj ovde bez straha ponosni ratniche
Hodaj bez imena gord i silan
Jer zemlja ova besmrtna je... mrtvim snom spava
I slavne krike i bitek nashe
Kao pokrov prekriva usnula trava


Vechan i tih
Zauvek u meni
Zejjtinlik

I talasi se gomilaju
K'o godine bez broja
Puste i tuzne za mene obale Helade
Al' kosturnicu drevnu i grobove modre
Iz moga srca niko ne mozhe da ukrade

Vechan i tih
Zauvek u meni
Zejjtinlik

10. Put za Irij

Nadamnom se svilo
Jato gavrana
I nebo pocrni
Od njinih graktanja
Ochi mi postashe hladne kao kletve predaka
Dok kraj mene kolo igra chopor Navija

Magla oko mene gmize
I vetar zov smrti zavija
Dah mi staje krikom me Morana doziva

Put za Irij!

Al'chuh pesmu kishe i zlatnih gromova
I zloduhe Striborg u prah razvija
Dah vechji duh moj ugreja
Mater sva visoko peva himnu Bogova

Kapija Irija predamnom se otvara
Neka nam je vchna slava
Nek je vechna dolina Svaroga!

Put za Irij!

Mocno gorje u daljini se uzdize
I hrastove shume guste neprohodne
Gde smrad i lazhi iz pustinje nikad ne dopreshe
I moj duh tamo putuje
Gde se zastave Kolovrata ponosno vijore
Gde se zlatnog trona mocni Svarog caruje

Nit German, nit Grk
Sazdan od Sunca, Zemlje, Groma!
Ja sam od olujnog Slovenskog plemena
Nek je vecna dolina Svaroga
SLAVA!!!

11. Osveta U Krvi

Tebe planine gorde chuvaju
Chak i reke krvi shto po tebi teku...
Svake noci vuci bolno zavijaju
Jer oni vide rane shto te peku

Crne vrane
Se nad tobom zavijaju
I dushmani te stalno vrebaju
Ochi im gladne sijaju
Hoce tvoje krvi da se napiju
Od prljavog nakota sada sve vrvi
Vatre gore, smrt, osveta u krvi!

Nad srushenim grobljem vetar zavija
Sela gore, plamen iz razjeda
Osecam duh tvojih palih ratnika
Osveta u krvi, rat, zove te sudbina

Posleti jurish prati krik gavrana
Tmina nestaje sunce se promalja
Pchasni plotun u ime predaka
Osecam gnev, u krvi osveta