In the field, oh, in the valley The white horse is stomping King is ruining the nest of snakes Smoking and burning They will taste no more The blood of our children They won't sell anywhere Our daughters and wives From the Black Sea to Northern It's heard up to the stars Fight with me! They can't hide from our sacred anger! Fight with me! Our blood is on their golden coins! Fight with me! Flaming Sun against the Scrolls of Darkness! Fight with me! Let them pray to their Dead God! Once a black snake reached the King And lay on his body She gave birth to Serpent Prince Of the alien blood The Prince took the throne The truth isn't known On the hill, oh, on the mountain There the lights are burning high Sons of King cry for their father Sharpen their swords Mother Earth is crying badly From the Kin of Snakes Good people don't see the light Spending a life of slaves Equip me, oh, Mother! Where's my father's armor?