Anthem of Heathen Germanic - Slavic Unity
- Across The Pagan Vastlands -
Lyrics written exclusively for Hrafnblóð by Nikarev Leshy, winter 2010/11 - Scrobbesbyrigscīr, Englalond.
('Across the Pagan Vastlands' is dedicated to my Slavic comrades 'Darken' of Graveland and 'Varggoth' of Nokturnal Mortum. Sława!)
The raven banner held high and battle horn sounds
Behind steel sword we honour Gods of old and might
Strength of forefathers burning pride in blackened hearts
Today we march in unity – brothers of heathen will!
Crushing the lies of false promises we stand strong
Ablaze are the crosses that once stood high
Desecration of there once holy temples lie in ruins
Our pagan heart will reclaim our lands
Of different tongue rites are heard and of different soil we tread
Honour through will strikes out, rising with new dawn!
In unity with our folkish soul, pride not to be dismissed
Fire burns in blackened hearts, whispers of ancient tales told
Standing together, sacred bond, in blood our honour is strong
Native land, hallowed forests, ours in ancient ties
This nature faith stronger than any wasteful scripture
Pagan tribes arising, it springs directly from our folk soul!
Across these pagan vastlands… Rites of old are heard
Across these pagan vastlands… We all stand united
Across these pagan vastlands… blood, honour, and soil are one
Across these pagan vastlands… Black Sun will rise!
We are rising, Mjollnir held strong!
Kolovrat rising! We will strike!
We stand firm, with Fylfot high!
Pride, purity, Swastika might!
We bow down before none and we fear nothing
Terror strikes those of weakness and those that do not see
We are the wolves that will right the wrong
White warriors of our faith hold battle shields high
We are the future, hear our Aryan battle cry!