Nokturnal Mortum The Taste Of Victory
White snow covered fields
woods are dreaming Earth sleeps
Time in slumber still Spring comes falls
in white and red the earth lies frozen
Whites and whites first
With red blood steeped clothes
Echoed with the pain so dark with grey sorrow was entwined
We remember soldiers feats
Sleep safe on cold snow.
Its all the same, who is guilty.
Let the gods see the truth and judge them all
All those who died in nineteen forty five
All those who won and who have lost
For sacrifices made to the wrong gods for power given to Enemy
Hail soldier hold your banner high
time has come to sacrifice your life
Though it's your brother who stands on other side still it's time to fulfill the orders to kill
The beast thirsts for Aryan blood squeezing down his greedy claws
With a stolen power he forces brothers to whet against each other
By slyness the blood has been spilled
pride has been forgotten and defamed
But the memory still lives in our hearts with an echo of vengeance shall insults reply
What incited Germans to go against Slavs?
who made Russia to rot Ukraine?
Who sucked power from the world as a vampire?
who feels himself a master today?
We remember your feats as soldiers of white race
No matter either you were German or Slav
Ghosts of war stand before our eyes
so we shall not repeat the old mistakes again
We do remember our forefather's oaths
we do believe in power of 14 words
Towers have fallen but the persons do stand firm and the Mason's pyramids do stare into our souls
The taste of victory is bitterness and sarcasm
It's price was Shekel and their scourge upon our trampled backs
Oh world beware new master this desert breed won't die on their own
If they weren't burnt those 60 years ago they should be burnt today
Fields are covered with white snows woods are dreaming dreams of soil
Time in slumber still spring falls
In white and red the earth lies frozen suffused with blood of red
Our memory dreams in sleeping lands
What should lead your future ways and what do I await today
