We live in a harsh,wild time.
Man is a wolf to a man.
As jackals run together in flocks
those who force was unable to save.
The smell of filth beckons, stupefies it.
You are in a hurry to her of all powers.
Left alone in the side of those
who is fresh blood tasted.
Walk past Izgreva fell.
The hunger of many knocks down.
We say goodbye to our brothers.
Those who are not able to survive.
On the way to the grave fresh
mournfully will fall silent wreaths.
Understand how much vanished.
Continue through the pain to go.
Wondrous light that the Covenant at sunrise us.
Blinds and fries? Let.
Remember. I conduct them to the truth.
You know,before the war, don't give up!