True Sacred War 歌词

I ride a snowy land Strongly holding inthe hand my sword Which sows death and destruction Defending the supremacy of my race Sacred war has begun Hate and contempt, which overfilled me Now are revealing They aim my weapon at my enemies body! Frost of our winters retain our fighting spirit Spirit of great race and our forefathers And we're born for victory In this true sacred war! I see blood on the snow - It's my blood, which was shed For the sacred struggle And I know, if I fall and never rise again Hands of those who follow me Will take my sword... And our aim will be achieved And we'll gain the victory!