Dying for His Land letra

Many times have come years of great sadness
Hordes of ruthless agressors have attack my beautiful country
My fatherland, my mother soil
This magic places, where form ages is my home
Where great forests
Where great meadows and fields
Like my forefathers I move forward without fear
Im my right hand I carry the sword
Behind me throngs of my Slavic brothers
We are going to defend our lands
We will never ever leave our land
Sooner I will die in savage struggle
It's nothing that my blood is seeping in soil
This is sacriface for my Slavic country
It's nothing that I gave my life in battle
Slavia Is and Will be Ours forever
For Ages For Thousnad Years!
Until our Folk will exist.

Barbarous Pomerania - Letras

• Aristocracy Of Blood And Iron
• Banners of Retra and Arkona
• Blood, Sword And Plough
• Brotherhood Of Wolfhearts
• Crying Trees, Bleeding Soil
• Dying for His Land
• Guards Of The Slavonic Tradition
• Holy Fatherland
• Intro - Morning Star of Slavonic Tomorrow
• My Native Faith
• Obiata-sacriface For Gods
• Order of Noble Blood
• Race of Noble Conquerors
• Sacred Power of Blood and Proud
• Stojgniew - Son of Slavia
• Strengthen In Faith Of Slavs
• Triumph Of Steel Of War
• We Noble Barbarians
• Without Mercy, With Fire In Eye