GRAVELAND - Raise Your Sword!

Till The Final Death

The ones who feed wolves
Arrived at frosty winter
Their roars of rage and triumph
Desecrated the eternal silence
Waking up ancient powers
Where war was not known
In iron armours
Demons of war and fight
Raise a song of war

Cutting christian throats
Burning and laying to waste
Cursed each death
We will mark with blood and fire
The return of ancient
Creed of war and steel

In cruelty we find our strength
Paying for victory with blood
Filthy carcass of slaves
We will leave for scavengers

As I look at my bloody hands
I swear the day of my birth
I think about my home
And family that are far away
But I am beyond
The point of no return

And only will of fight remains
As eternal laws of death and life say
Eternal call of war
Eternal pursuit of the enemy
Till it's final death

Cold hatred consumes my heart
I hate christ's slaves
I sacrifice their blood
To our mother earth
And to Gods of war
I am the one they are waiting for
Without mercy
Barbarian from the north

Always with a sword hardly hold
In a panzer fist
Ready for bloody fights
In pitiless eternal pursuit
Of human game

Temple Of My Hatred

With rage born of years
Of christian slavery
I destroy symbols
Of christian domination
Falsehood and emptiness I desecrate
Fight makes me a beast
Subhuman are afraid of my name
I am their nightmare

My blood is Gods' blood
Father of my ancestors
Is my father
I erect my temple
On bloody battlefield
On wings of my
Revenge and hatred
Stained in blood of
Enemies of my freedom
My honor is the victory
I inflict deadly blows
To falsehood and traitors
On plain of death and cruelty

Among barrows of beasts of war
I will erect my gloomy temple
Temple of war and chaos
Proof of my bloody deeds
Proof of my strength and will
Statue and symbol of my cruelty
Where its shadow will spread
There will be no love anymore

On altar of war and hatred
I will give my death
With glory and honor
I will enter my father's lands

I am the one who
Wakes hidden dreams up
I am the one who
Summons demons of war
I make you warriors, so fight!
May your blood join mine
In temple of war
We will join our strength

W Objecia Smierci

Death is part of life
And life is part of death

Here on ancient tumulus
Of our ancestors
May our awareness, will and spirit
Join the past and the future
Of our blood and folk
To reach roots of our strength
And restore ancient glory...

Here among tumulus and stone circles
Our fate is bound
Our heritage and spiritual identity
Hidden deep in the earth
Reach hidden heritage
And restore ancient
Power and glory...