The land that saw our birth Cries with blood and hate While its sons swear revenge. Brothers, who betrayed their promise. (now look with fear, the sword that was of theirs). Take the ground that spawned you Salutes to the north, the south , To the east and the west, to the sun And the stars, and open the circle While you live. My sign remains until the end of times, Lineage of the forgotten In balance with the infinite cosmos, Taking the word of the gods. The past regains life In each oration and rite And in each drop of blood. A sky full of stars That doesn´t forget. A river of eternal sap That hates the human race. Centuries after centuries the belief has vanished. The fire that lead many others has weakened. I only see destruction and desolation in the path of man. Take the ground that saw our birth, Cry with hate and rage While we swear revenge Against brothers who broke their promise (and who look at our sword with fear) A down mist But not as in times of plenty.
