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We are dealing with a philosophy,
To be on the path of silence;
We live to win;
Like a Buddhist priest
Let's roll a wheel of life,
But we remain invisible,
Like wind....


Talent is Gods gift
And thousand falls,
This means up and go again,
And win only at the end...
Victory not so sweet
As the honey of life,
There are many ways,
That leads to God,
But who need the heart
Without the passion and the game?!
Every road
Leads to bear the burden,
No defeated,
Impregnability is only our Gift.
Because we are creators,
Not politics,
They will remember us
Always:
We planted a tree
I angered the critic,
We were given the fruits
Of the future.
Respect for the enemy
Makes you stronger in the soul.
But be careful
Always with him!
In fact, he is the Enemy,
Its purpose is you!

We want to create life,
In our veins Ocean of Snow,
Make your first step,
Feel that rhythm of Gods!

Our fears
Are broken on the rocks,
Our road ran up
By Gods to the sky,
We go and do not stop,
In the veins flowing
Human progress!

And at our holiday
play the best musicians,
We have the best hop
It is flowering,
Our nation
Is the brightest in the world.
If a guest comes to us,
We invite him to a table,
Our folklore has
So much melodies
That you can take them too...
And dulcimer, and flute
On the night of beautiful Ukrainian
Will sing us generous Evening
In embroidered shirt to all kids.

We are going to meet death,
We are going through Gods way,
We proceed from this hell,
Our heart is in the fire of snow!


In a deep, boundless sea
Somewhere far, I heard your voice.
Waves suspire, diving in the soul,
Searched yourself killing the breath ...

Your ship rebellion in veins,
Your ship is in the sky!
Just stretch your hand,
Our ship is Child Dreams!..

(Chorus:) Fire! My heart burns the fire!..

I'm here and I stood push of life,
My ship elevates space,
I'm here, and far someone is calling me again...
I'm here!.. I am smiling to the sun...

(Chorus):

Your ship rebellion in veins,
Your ship is in the sky!
Just stretch your hand,
Our ship is Child Dreams!..

On the ship she has no place,
Remove from your heart Her spells:
day you are on the ground, ten years you are at sea!
Not too much price for your happiness?

I love life for its variability,
If I was ever, then I'll gave to all beauty.
But eternal life this is not the main:
The most important thing is not to lose yourself...

My ship lost at the sea,
I swim invisible calm boat,
My journey is just ahead, walk freely and everywhere,
Without name and home, where hides sleep...

Invisible as the wind, I am walking in waves,
I am quiet as the dew, My boat is empty,
I am diving into life and live in beauty,
And nobody ever will not recognize me...

Slow waves wandering your boat,
After endless, boundless sea...

Empty boat

In a deep, boundless sea
Somewhere far, I heard your voice.
Waves suspire, diving in the soul,
Searched yourself killing the breath ...

Your ship rebellion in veins,
Your ship is in the sky!
Just stretch your hand,
Our ship is Child Dreams!..

(Chorus:) Fire! My heart burns the fire!..

I'm here and I stood push of life,
My ship elevates space,
I'm here, and far someone is calling me again...
I'm here!.. I am smiling to the sun...

(Chorus):

Your ship rebellion in veins,
Your ship is in the sky!
Just stretch your hand,
Our ship is Child Dreams!..

On the ship she has no place,
Remove from your heart Her spells:
day you are on the ground, ten years you are at sea!
Not too much price for your happiness?

I love life for its variability,
If I was ever, then I'll gave to all beauty.
But eternal life this is not the main:
The most important thing is not to lose yourself...

My ship lost at the sea,
I swim invisible calm boat,
My journey is just ahead, walk freely and everywhere,
Without name and home, where hides sleep...

Invisible as the wind, I am walking in waves,
I am quiet as the dew, My boat is empty,
I am diving into life and live in beauty,
And nobody ever will not recognize me...

Slow waves wandering your boat,
After endless, boundless sea...


We create and after us
Creation will live,
We make a imprint
This is divine thread.
Since in the smithy
Couldn't lay the table.
This is the fate of creators...

To create it means to love,
Listen to this call!

In fact, they are criticism
To do nothing,
Because art is love,
Let even to yourself!
To such mangy fools
Only a fool would believe,
Take and Do-It-Yourself,
And do not live in a dream!
Who laughs
To the truth in face,
It once again proves its truthfulness.
Silence is the wisdom,
A deep way to the knowledge of yourself,
Let me say
That this is nonsense,
I with smile
Look into his eyes.
Because in life
The principal is
This precious life,
Neither goal, no even love
Not able to comprehend all of its.
We are hated because we love,
And kill to live...
You judge Based on the immense,
And you easily kill Creation.

But life is full of contradictions,
Example is the society of degenerates:
Crying, complaining to the power...
And put out the candle of hope,
Forgotten only to blame themselves,
Not taking action.

I fall asleep,
Like a flower,
And wake up
With the same sweetness
At the tiny mouth.
My gently drunk lobe
Circled snows
In the worlds created by you...

As long as we are alive
Gods Feast going,
Let our death
Not interrupt the Feast.
Svarog's grandchildren
Played on the horns,
And even death dances
In red boots.

And if we find
Some meaning in the nonsense,
So we eat life
And find the secrets of thought...

Today, the gods dance
with us,
Creators waiting for the sun,
The sun is not far off....


I see the mark on the lines,
They are in your eyes,
Leaving the book gap
Now, in your tears...
I know your fear,
Pictures come alive,
Illusions in the gardens
Consciousness plague.
Touch your Eyes
To illusion pages,
You will find a book of dreams,
Paint in black
Cover of the book,
Turning pages,
She is calling you,
Erasing all borders...

Gray stones
Of my castle,
Gray stones
Of my soul,
Gray stones
Expire rain
Crying and asking
To put in the heart.
Heart of stone
cut out quietly,
But someone is not crying
and all this heard,
I am only the wine
In your primary veins,
You do not resist,
Because you have not already forces.

Keepers quietly
lit glimmer,
They dance
for many years,
Rose and Cross
remain silent
They surrounded eternally
Gray stones...
Silence is gold
Sweetly sleeps,
Do you know how
quietly keep secret?
Hanged for foot
quietly hangs,
Gray stones
Taught him to keep silence.

Dream Keepers,
Keepers of secret,
At the virgin light
There will always be critic,
We all die here,
And all that will be there,
About all you tell
A politician on TV.
Praying with a sword in the hands
Life is an excuse,
Because God punishes the "traitor"
devil sword,
Fact of Artonly there,
Where not visible facets,
And we are not afraid of death,
Because we are the Spirit
Of True Light!..

That we had
With a civilization?
Let answer on the excuse that
this is the craft!
Because philosophy is pure,
Where there is no betrayal of Himself,
Why should die twice,
Where is all also dead...

There is a elected,
And there are people,
There is a whip,
Are slave and the idiot...
Crowd to be slaves,
Gnawing the shackles,
But idiots need bread and circuses...

It is a sign - a sign of more than,
This flag, holding it above!
This is God dancing inside us,
This is the place is all-seeing eye...

I want to watch
In your eyes,
The first and last breath of love...
Sharp-sighted only hearts,
We are all alone...

We can live
Or look,
Dance in the flames of passion,
Escaping or stay?
Hug me quickly...

I take off your chains,
if you letme go,
I've been Lord,
And became a prisoner,
Hide your wings,
Why maul me,
In the heart with key
I fell on my knees...
And who build
Fathers Graves?
Making doubt
Already sowing questioned...
Without knowing love,
Shaman dancing,
Griping inside
All the palaces of oblivion...
Cello sounds bitter,
In the Lord soul
Only boring music,
Quiet knocks
Music at the door,
Who is
Quietly in the grotto?
You cannot ever bend
Only one side,
Because do not criticize those
who suppress...
From The top of our Lodge
Crows look down,
Chysta Krynycya
Salute and exult...


Through the locks of snow,
I felt a kiss,
Where castle lights
It does not fail picture.

Dulcimer beat, dulcimer beat,
Dulcimer beat in depth,
Holy growth, holy growth,
Holy growth roots.

The color of blue eyes
In night the fog
Accompany by way of
Ship in Ocean.

Kidney slopped out the life,
Dulcimer beat, Cossacks drink...
Dulcimer beat, and you dance!
Let the holy blood rages!

Darkest depths
Quiet and calm,
Waves of migrating
In your shadows.
Mystery Ornament
Corrupting gems:
Huge gate -
All the holy shrine.
For the night words I
Diving in Unknowable,
I live, I die,
And fall leep again,
For this boundary є те,
That is only in the well,
I am heading silence,
Because something strikes the bell...

On wheat like snow
Fallen dark angel,
Without the words
He kissed my face.
Meet madness,
It's dancing,
Clamorously creation
Pulsing on veins...

What means
Freedom for you?
Ask yourself
Who are you,
For what do you live...
Dazzle crowd
Do see nothing,
Rather, wake up,
Or die blind.
War, Revolution,
Crisis, Murder
Is a simple purposeful mechanism.
But people got used
To the such injury,
In their minds
is a stamp - Komunizm!
Your right
To be fulled thrice,
Your right is to live
Go if you walking.
Never Wake up,
Was born blind,
Will die blind...

Where are our people,
When we so need them?
Hides from yourself
And will tolerate.
But Live as a Dog
And wait for the mercy,
Love such life -
It means kill a divine inside you.

The dulcimers beat, The forest sings,
Wind brought the taste of wine.
Rustles grass, flowing water -
There goes all our life...

The dulcimers beat,
Because real man
Cannot without a war,
This unknown call,
Each of us hears
In their veins.
Fighter and survived
That's quite different things,
Inside ourselves
We findall that we need
In our power.


You are again alone,
At the heart heavy tear,
In your dream
I dreamed you again.

You are not waiting for the light
From the dark streets
but life is go ...

Chorus

You're not alone,
You're not alone,
Our belief warm spring...

You are again alone,
And bell ring in the heart.
Dreams of your colors
The brightest in the life...

You are not waiting for the light
From the dark streets
but life is go ...

The wings of my dreams
This is river of all the keys,
View my dreams
And fly away with me...
Tears,Tears,
Tears,Tears,
Our dream
Is just a squall,
There, where the colorful roses...


God's gift
Beats in the hands,
Live beats, -
Hard to compress;
Gives heat
And the symphony of rest,
Sleeps like source,
Wakes custody...
Constricting life
And quietly get rid...
From the act of the moment
You create art,
Let the blood makes
Creation in weapons,
The sacrifice
Dancing with you.
But in the mirror all
Has another face,
Dot fond
Of the color of blood,
When you will create
New Still Life -
You need gently
Close and tie a mouth to victim...

Art -
This is the Art of War,
Come With Us -
We Are Your Brothers,
This is Order,
This is unity of People,
The Art of The Death Dance!

this art,
this art of war,
go with us,
we you brother,
this power,
this unity of people,
this dances
this dances art to deaths!


Where freedom of speech begins,
There will expire thoughts!
Because bydlom very easy to manage,
But do not hurry, and just look at their hands ...

Because the creator is not responsible for their deeds,
But blame the one who gave him his freedom,
The creator is always right in his affairs,
Only your inaction hurts all of us!

Let the world hear my protest, my silence,
Aristocracy silent!!!
Because Time to end all our suffering,
Antisystem terrorism without unnecessary words let you teach!

Do you a slave, if they took all your property?
Do you a slave, if democracy entertainment?
They robbed your country, and the right of word,
And you calmly and in turn quietly licking their ass!

In our time, who still believes the promises?
To benefit hang label on each person?
If the country is divided into a bunch currents,
This is a sign of the fact that all missing brain.

When the land is rid of these ugly creatures,
When at last they all die?!
And police ugly creatures,
which sell for money the name of the country.

Let the world hear my protest, my silence,
You do not realize that everyone get their!
Let your inability to live and fight
Do not raises in my direction criticism like evil...


Labyrinths of internal I am
Get on the same stones,
Each time I find something new,
Each time open the gates.
Traveling monk,
Where goes your race?
I go the road of silence,
Get behind me and forget the suffering...
From the sky fell burning wheel,
And somewhere outside go monks.
Running, rolling around people,
Not everyone was called to the true race...
I by myself go on this road,
I have none divide feelings,
I am bringing the stones where the drop
Which fell from the page will generate life.
I go on the water, and someone only laughs,
A drop will fall on and around everything will be covered,
Those who laughed drowned in himself,
I did not already walk but I bathe in the fire...
The struggle justifies our live,
I went to close the Sansara book,
Wind of change in the way and there is no reverse path,
This are predawn twilight of New Era...
Aquarius completes sacred cisterns,
To start life with new letters,
Golden Bells eternal spirit temple
Wake up in the heart of a young creator...

Last Updated on Friday, 20 April 2012 02:17

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My mind paints pictures at the night,
Prepares spiritual swords for the people.
Creation come to life in the blood of thoughts
And read prayers from heaven.

Spindle snapped in half,
Mirror shines a bright light:
The Goddess holds the thread of my life,
And I am like always come back again...


Silk bleeds
Into the rivers of all keys,
Life applauds
The death of the blood,
His heart is the echo.

Your eye at night...
In the rivers of all the keys
Only You, only a Dream...

It cools our hearts,
But we can light up them again,
If in our souls again there is no fire,
We nourish the ashes of the Christ Church.


My heart hears your cries,
Wipe your tears and do not cry.
Look to the skies,
Their spring's singing.

We are a rays of spring,
Destiny is calling without the words,
Sun, sun, come up!,
Awaken the souls of ancestors!!!


The clouds dance over the horizon,
On the altar of the Gods Feast,
Among the gentle snow in the mug
Yarylo spilled honey River.
A mug for a mug honey poetry
Riots by veins like the wind in her hair,
Oh, drink of the Gods, salute, salute!!!
Odin hymns on the black sun!
Iriy whispers with milky rivers,
River walk by girls braids,
In the honey of poetry crying baby,
Slavonic sword hard as life...
And wineglass empty like in the heart...

I'm enter the castle, the cradle of mirrors,
Terms of mirrors reduces the fog,
Rooms are the palaces of my soul,
They dive and wake the nature inside creator…

Wells was poured in my blood,
Wood wrote the sweetness of honey,
Where the Palace
On my veins
Sounds your voice,
And your ship quench sweetness,
Оh the Key of all Keys,
Give me a kiss!..

Gothic Bell warns about the night,
The forest whispers speech for the palace.
I look forward to visit witcher and witch,
To start the ball with mystical dance…

Ghosts of the voice
Are being carried on the hands
The eyes of the past,
Blood of rituals.
Find here the name,
Name in a nutshell -
They search for fire of millions berths...


Our heroes have always struggled,
Our heroes are in our hearts,
Ukrainian, get up to fight,
Do not seek the return journey on the way to war!

Our goal is to destroy the enemy,
Because in our country we have become slaves!
I urge all patriots to the arm,
It is time to end with enemies!

Once again we raise our sacred flag,
We are the Thunderer of people voice,
The unity of Europe is paving the way
To purposes where we meet with the freedom.

We are the Thunderer of people voice,
We are a European armor of Homeland,
Swear that you will protect Ukraine,
Do not turn away from the mother's tears!..

Memory cry for our future,
Ripped open the belly
To give birth a dead child, and bury
His body in cold well!

She is Keeper of your country,
She rose from her knees
Do not renounce her, crippled son,
Standing up from your knees and do not betray myself!


The fire is burning by me inside you,
Dying for you,living for you.
The stars will light again the sky,
To show us the way to the strings of Ukraine feelings.

I provided the clouds by my hands,
Light up me, the sun, Cossack tears.
My wings are already beginning to grow,
And under my feet begin to disappear flowers.

Sweet heritage and bitter testament
It so happened that I met Ukraine,
Swastika roads world was searching me,
Eternity disappeared through our hands.

Soon death will come to reap the fruits,
Death will see Motherland,
Touch to space flows of the universe,
Tell freely - My Ukraine!!!

My soul always with you, my love,
I am from the universe will inspire you,
With the sun and the sky this is your destiny,
My way is Chumatskiy Way!!!

I open the gate
I enter into the Sacred.
My old thoughts die,
But back I am not coming back…


Fog in the valley,
Fog fell in the valley,
Red Poppy in dew,
Red Poppy bathed in dew.

On the way girl,
The girl walked on the way,
Warm summer in the eyes,
Warm summer was carrying in eyes.

Fog in the valley,
Fog fell in the valley,
White legs in dew,
White legs bathed in dew.

In the mountain girl,
In the mountain was a girl,
And in her heart,
And in her heart she has carried …
My name…

(chorus):

For that girl I,
For this girl I walked,
And in my heart,
And in my heart I sang.


Firmly hold the freedom in the hearts
This is the fate of any nation.
And those will be cursed, who could not hold
Divine Gift and Treasure of Genus!

Enemy toward thunders breastplate,
Only to strong Goddess Races bows.
Who fell in love the Hell those will penetrate,
Warrior is immortal - that is the POWER BROTHER!

Earth wakes up after a long war,
Wonderful birds will sing in the woods.
We feel that we did not live to see the New Spring,
And we soon will have to say goodbye to our brothers...

Valhalla awaits us!
There we meet again fallen heroes!
Aryan blood is on the wings
Brings only forward and up our souls to freedom!


War, where is thy sting?
Blind live in hope to see the light!
Sunk into the heart like stone
My providence is composure and death...
The gap where the eclipse,
Darkness, keep our secret,
Light, show me the way,
Where resound insight of fate...
Spears singing sounds inside my again,
Dedication of the new God,
Crosses lie on the ground,
Dawn does not scatter their ashes!
We need to keep our soul in calmness,
I spit on the essence of the game, there is only the enemy.
Light - spearman, show me the way...
Darkness - spearman, raise our flag!
Superman picks up over them wind
That develops fathers flag.
Here it is - music, by fate - drops
Given into the hands of the New Gods.
Like the Grail pour out anger,
In your heart is burning the fate of the world,
Feel the power in your veins,
In the battle with the enemy, now you're like a lion!
The fire roaring through the field spikes
Takes violent element,
Nav bonfires...
I'll draw you dreams...
With fine brush...


Who knocks with blood prayers in heaven?
People can not look up…

Why our nation is stands on the knees?
People hide their eyes in the crowd…

On land walks Zionist plague,
Jewish Freemasonry knocking on heaven!

Bloody sky like a angry wolf
Gather clouds in the Chamber of war!

In the frozen earth were dug trenches,
With Bare hands, with the gold of Nation.
Have we won in the Second World War?
They lost and they live better…

Authorities dropped the doomed people,
In the frozen earth and the in dead trenches.
Authorities threw Real Heroes,
Trampled them into the ground and took the Honor with blood!


Sacred Falls whispers,
With the healing blood streams
Of innocent unicorns,
Your horse goes up,
Your horse is a Perun's deg!
Mail littered with iron runes,
Like fortress of Immortal Soul,
Hair dissolved
In the wind in gold
As wheat in the field,
With acute ears…
Our bodies are arrows of Valkyriya,
Which thunder from the sky alert about the war,
Forge of the Gods in the bright vortex
Prepares the sword for battle!
Valkyriya begins harvest,
Sharpened our Aryan hearts,
Sharpened spikes on the enemy veins,
Iron rune over their graves!

(chorus):

Blood and Land on the flags,
Runes shout at our swords,
Again call Surma of old Gods,
Our swords stain in blood!

When you expend energy to fight,
Disappears right for own life.
When you change racial conscience,
Then there is no way out!..

Last Updated on Friday, 20 April 2012 02:15

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