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Lo, Solemn Coronach!

from Sic Luceat Lux​!​!​! by Grailight

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So cruelly my brethren cry
Let the frolic dovelet flies
Towards the ciel sky...
Marble sky
Make our warden Vyshen sad
That Tsar of Ants is really dead
And by our eye-drops brine has wept
Whose hyaline like blood besprent

Send the fire for our death-piles
Upon iridal vans of Sva
From our hearts we shout heils
And our gests will leave memoir
Forevermore!!!

And said the valiant waywode:
“Oh Radogost, We’ll shrine thy image innermost
And thy emprise toward the walls of Tsaregrad”
But, what is it? Before the sentinel’s last post
Byzantines’ barks bestowed by the Danube’s flood”

CHORUS:
Remember fathers of our source
Their light in flight of lark
We hear the voices in our souls
We sing a Coronach!
Remember fathers of our source
Their light through modern dark
And we shall move on Right Hand Course
With March and Coronach!

They resumed the obit’s feast
Committing libation by Slav warrior’s blood
Prisk murthered our sage by his maledict dart

Yee-ha!

Our fathers and grandsires remember as the Romans
Attacked us and brought the pestilent bale:
Ganch us and rape and beslave but our omen –
We shall avenge tenfold and win the glore for many tales!

Send the fire for our death-piles
Upon iridal vans of Sva
From our hearts we shout heils
And our gests will leave memoir

"SEND THE FIRE FOR OUR DEATH-PILES
UPON IRIDAL VANS OF SVA

HER PROWESS AND EUPATHY WILL COME!"

We shall guerdon our foes
By caress of perceant swords
And by the prickings of plumy-accurate arrows!

DO MAKE HAVOC!

Enraged we’re lanced into the battle
Everywhere with the rattle
The trenchant swords are hotly kissing
And helmed warriors aglisten
With brigandine like spurts of fire…
We’re shearing them by our glaives
Our arms forspoken by the ire
…Every foeman will not save
We’ll blend their guts with bloody mire
And bowel skulls for vinal vials
But their caitiff relics not render to the grave
We overpower now under
Such greatest malevolent thunder –
The Roman winged chariotry
Whose brittle puissance (like the mount-crystal)
We shall sunder
And strength of Slavic bravery
Has brought by divine flock of ravens
Will soar above the battlefields
Our gavelocks gan to gild the heavens
Those grant us th’ jus to win and wield!

-CHORUS-

"Hurrah! The victory has come!"

Armoured spoils of our foes
Ensilvered by moonlight
Lies upon the wetted sod
As frightless Rusland hight
From here to eternity…

Aloft the skies my epic song
Caroling our Gods
The Bright-Eyed Gods with windy sons
Who scattered hostile hordes
The golden-haired Perun and our father Rod
Who had emblazed the river by flamy thunderwords

-CHORUS-

"AND LET THE FAME OF SUN AND MOON AND ROD
AND OUR WISDOM, VALIANCE AND SWORDS
WILL SHINE ABOVE THE WHOLE WORLD!”

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from Sic Luceat Lux​!​!​!, released August 23, 2019

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