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Pagan Thunders (split)

1. Posmrtna Liturgija – Senke proslosti
2. Posmrtna Liturgija – Demons from the Past
3. Posmrtna Liturgija – Northern Winds
4. Posmrtna Liturgija – Unseen Horizons
5. Posmrtna Liturgija – Realms of Eternal Snow
6. Posmrtna Liturgija – Where Winter Spreads It’s Rage
7. Posmrtna Liturgija – Woods
8. Wolf’s Hunger – Heil Perun Heil
9. Wolf’s Hunger – Fuck the Peace
10. Wolf’s Hunger – Hammer of Svarog
11. Wolf’s Hunger – Great Serbia
12. Wolf’s Hunger – Krv moja Srpska
13. Wolf’s Hunger – Zemlja moja u plamenu je

Line-up:
Veljko – vocals/guitar
Caslav – vocals/bass
Dovla – guitar
Vladimir – drums

Album released via Grom records(Serbia)

 

8. Heil Perun Heil

Tonight the ground shall be blood-red
and echoes of horror will rip the sky
everything which you always have feared
is right here…it’s in my eyes

New wave of tyranny is on it’s way
when nature’s finest will create
a brand new order, a brand new state
banner(thunder) in the sky…Heil Perun Heil!

Even the stars are shouting
they’re laughing with hyseria
sincerity of our hatred is filling the air
save your prayers,armageddon is here…

New wave of fascism is on it’s way
when nature’s cruelest annihilate
the scum of the earth, emperor rats…
hailed be the god…Heil Perun Heil…

Heil Perun Heil, thunders rape slavonic sky
massacre…

New wave of tyranny is on it’s way
when nature’s finest will create
a brand new order, a brand new state
banner(thunder) in the sky…Heil Perun Heil!

 

9. Fuck the Peace

Fuck the peace
enjoy this war
when our legion grinds human skulls…
massacre upon humanity

Sound of bombs and tank fire
I feel human barbaque
only thing I see is massacre…

Entire nation hanging from my spear

Final dethroning of the rat-like masters

 

10. Hammer of Svarog

My slavonic brothers why do you sleep
the ancestor voice is calling us
My slavonic brothers we are one
we are the blood,we are the root

Drunk by the plague of the nazarene one
but in everyone of os the fire of ancestors burns
in the name of the Father, in the name of all the Gods
Let us be united by Svarogs hammer!

The ground is melting under our steps
swords are singing, we’re riding brother to brother
it’s a storm above Europe
hordes of Svarog are coming

Drunk by the plague of the nazarene one
but in everyone of os the fire of ancestors burns
in the name of the Father, in the name of all the Gods
Let us be united by Svarogs hammer!

The gound is melting under our steps because
we are riding brother to brother
WE ARE ONE…

It’s a storm over europe…Legions of Svarog…
Attack!

United by Svarogs Hammer…

 

11. Great Serbia

Thousands of serbian soldiers
Thousands of serbian eagles
Above the graves of their ancestors
Above the cradle of their kin!
They raise high the flag of Serbia

In front of an Oak
An oath they take!

In the name of Tzar Dushan
And the eternal divinities
And my bloody roots!

Forward to war for a Greater Serbia
Forward to war
For serbian existance!

¨I’ll kiss the flag when I die
with the spilled blood, my brothers I’ll remind
Don’t forget the elder’s graves again
For one serbian head you will cut ten!¨

I’ll die with honour the only way
For, my race and nation I’ll never betray
Never again I will live like a slave
And in a world without honour fade away!

This sacred night before the battle is beautiful
When a thousand of bloodthirsty wolves
Follow the path of thousands of Serb Warriors!

¨I’ll kiss the flag when I die
with the spilled blood,my brothers I’ll remind
Don’t forget the elder’s graves again
For one serbian head you will cut ten!¨

And so proud Serbian eagles
And so proud Serbian sons
Follow this path for a greater Serbia
And to clense our roots!
Forward to war for a greater Serbia, forward to war for a White Europe!

 

12. Krv moja Srpska

Korene mi žedne pojiš
Vatra ti je posestrina
S murdošću gavrana me dojiš
U ratu si nas rodila!

Krv Moja Srpska…

S kurjacima me bratimila
Dah mi njihov ulila
Hladnom rosom kupala
Ratne pesme pevala!

Krv Moja Srpska…

Zaboravljam tugu,zaboravljam bolju,
jer u meni teče krv predaka moji’,
mučenika strasnih i junaka koji
umirahu ćutke na strasnome kolju.

Silni oklopnici, bez mane i straha,
Hladni ko vaš oklop i pogleda mrka,
Vi jurnuste tada u oblaku praha,
I nastade tresak i krvava trka.

Zaljuljano carstvo survalo se s vama…
Kad oluja prođe vrh Kosova ravna,
Kosovo postade nepregledna jama,
Kosturnica strašna i porazom slavna.

Kosovski junaci zasluga je vaša
Što poslednji beste. U krvavoj stravi,
Kada trulo carstvo oružja se maša,
Svaki leš je svesna žrtva, junak pravi.

Danas nama kažu, deci ovog veka,
Da smo nedostojni istorije naše,
Da nas zahvatila zapadnjačka reka,
I da nam se duše opasnosti plaše.

Dobra zemljo moja, lažu! Ko te voli
Danas, taj te voli, jer zna da si mati,
Jer pre nas ni polja ni krševi goli,
Ne mogaše nikom svesnu ljubav dati!

I danas kad dođe do poslednjeg boja,
Neozaren starog oreola sjajem,
Ja ću dati život, otadžbino moja,
Znajući šta dajem i zašto ga dajem.

 

13. Zemlja moja u plamenu je

Nad mrtvom zemljom gavran leti
tamo dole nad poljem slavnim
gde srpski oganj vecno gori
gde poginuše mili dedovi moji

Zemlja moja u plamenu je…

Ne čujem više te pesme slavne
Samo smeh hijena podlih
Tamo se barjak moj više ne vijori
jer sveta srpska zemlja u plamenu gori…

Zemlja moja u plamenu je…