By raven's black wing the day has just awake With fright, what the fate does it bring In silence so painful consumed by the rage We waited the crusader troops This power that comes here is mightful but wrong It brings us slavery and tears Devours the nations and breaks their necks But still needs for fresh and pure blood Today I'll loose my life here Or as a free man I'll lease Everything I was here My country will ask for some day How may I leave my gods, for whose I stand here Betray them in this day of war Throw away my faith and in time of the truth Became the unworthy of blood From darkness of forests here comes fearful voice Now ravens are waiting for prey It's too late for retreat, too late for the fright The arrows have found their way Not for us the time of the humble and cries In shame, to count our days And even in fighting here comes time to die This land will carry our cry This forces of Rome are so hostile and dread They came here to spill our blood Although they belief, their symbol's so mighty They won't find a way out from here