Free land, free people Don't except the beginning of the period of the cross Invasion of unknown priest from the South With strange sign of death on the cross Bearers of the light of knowledge The goodness on tongues, lies in the hearts Missions - expansion of the religion The cross took the edge of barbarian sword Damnation of old symbols The trust in a new prophet Formerly worshipped heroes Are thrown down to Hell Humility of baptized people The last doubt was died away The replacement of the old cult By Latin devotion Obedient to Master lambs Deprived of their own thoughts Chained dark shadows Waiting for their salvation From the barbarian to the christian From the master to the slave And from the hunter To the baited game Centuries only in ascetism Utterly changed the most of people But still in that filth The infidels lived The hidden idea of revenge For the ruination of people's mind Lives in the heart of enemy Of the false messiah Now here is the right time for the opening of eyes For the rousing from lethargy For the taking of the weapon And for the ejection of Vatican's serpents From the christian to pagan From the slave to the master Menace and fear For the enemies The new master has sat on the dark throne Strenght - freedom - the weapon for people He will turn Christ's churchs into dust So, Holy Church, dread his revenge!