Following The Voice Of In my bloody hands I sway the flag of my Folk, my blood bubbles with rage and hatred.I who I am and I know my destiny, I know who is my brother and who is my enemy, is a good day to die... Shed blood cools on the battlefield, of my ancestors. They knew that their acts proper and good, they died defending their lands and towns. They not afraid of death or pain, but they were afraid someone could name them cowards. Gods were pleased with their victories, took their sacrifices and them and showed the paths of life and death, destiny and victory. My ancestors walked these paths with pride and marking them by the blood. In my hands I sway the flag of my Folk and walk the way of my ancestors, the paths of brave acts... the paths that are forgotten today by many asleep by fallacious realm of and peace. Their hearts are poisoned by poison of judeo-christian values. If they do not wake up their Folk die. The enemies of my Folk will have to die. Their blood be shed on my hands... Gods will take the sacrifice. The time of fight is coming. The time one will have to shed his blood during the battle. When this day comes, as in the past, the fiery will come across the carrying death and destruction. Let the horns and rouse us to fight, soon the flocks of black crows will eat the bodies of our foes.
We dedicate this to all the people who still walk the true ways of our ancestors, who are faithful to and customs of the Folk, who are not afraid of standing at confines of the freedom of and belief, who against tremadous power of our enemies, who want to destroy our will to and our true identity. We dedicate this album to all people who are faithful to true spirit and ideas of Black Metal, particularly to Black underground... Do not forget that true Black Metal is intrasignence and inflexibility, and persistence, rage and hatred, and retribution... Black and white... Althought today people sell their bands and money is the god for them, although they let Black Metal to be commercial trend... But there are still some people who will never up... We dedicate this to these people... Darkness covers the underground... We still can our ideas and plans. Black Metal is the music of our resistance and protest against the of captivating and destroying of our pagan identity, indentity of Inhabitants of land.