A Burning Army

Enough blood sank into our ancestors' land

Let's open the graves, let's awake the dragon of storm

Let the hurricane army led by the ravens' king

Take a heavy toll among the mist

Let every man able to carry a sword

Stand at the bottom of a sacred mountain

To descend to the cave saying prayers

In which the source of living water originates

He will fall asleep there,

It will be a dream of the immortal

And he will wake up after nine days

As flaming Obr, horrendous warrior

A defender of the Earth of a horrifying look

Revived in the flaming dragon from Epireum

Who was sleeping at the roots of the tree of life

He will arise next to his brothers

From the depths of the river of fire, flaming water

A burning army

Wskrzeszony w smoku ognistym z epireum,

Ktуry spaі u korzeni drzewa їycia

Powstanie u boku swych braci

Z gікbin rzeki ognia wуd pіon№cych

Human eyes couldn't perceive a route of the horrifying army

Since at the time storm clouds grabbed the ravens' king

And strode with him across the country

Promising death in pain and torments to the human race's enemies

And he will set off with his secret army

The people of mists turned into the Flaming Serpent

To turn Nida's water red

From the enemies' blood and the ancient law

A burning army