Forests of Rebirth

I see the ashes of past we've got
 I feel the taste of blood and pain under my heart
 The place we live - the profane world
 To fall on knees - to fall in supplication
 For souls, who lost their sensation
 Who lost their ancient belief
 The slaves of serpent of filth
 Betrayers!
 We blow our children and burn our land
 Revealing the truth about our nation and our own way
 As centuries ago our fathers from steppe
 Had one aim to fight for and kill for
 For wealth and fame!
 Wealth, power and glory!
 Money and fame!
 Fight and kill for freedom!
 For freedom to fight and slay!
 Slay!
 But here come the brothers who built all we burned
 They come from the North - from forests of rebirth
 They feed our women and heal our children
 And try to save us from ourselves
 Woods of rebirth were cradle of love
 They suffered and wasted from enemy's fire
 But they survived!
 Despite the lies of betrayers
 They stand to guard our lives