That Faithful Day

       

You came to our lands with holy books and weapons,
Talking tall, you promised «heaven bliss»…
But gods betokened us, that you are – greedy reapers,
And we got battle, all are brave and fierce.

Your prophet sermonized be patient,
 But we believed to our ancient sources
And you went angry, selfish in frustration,
You couldn’t humble us by that high-sounding nonsense!

Your saints looked like emaciated creatures,
They told that their «mercy God is wise,
He blessed his sons to listen to the preachers»,
But we saw Mother Earth, squirming in fires…
       …and somber shadows creeping from her scars.

You wished condemn our cult, was ready to kill ’n’ seize,
But couldn’t even think we will be too bellicose.
Goods presented us with valour and rage,
That made invaders trembling like aspen leaves…

Your people said that we must leave our passion,
And all of beauty – is “a trap of Dark Lord…
We lost in here and must pray for salvation”…
But was it a sin if we just loved this world?!
       ….so bright and stainless as ancestor’s sword.

We agonized, we poured our blood as offering,
And haven’t just a thought to abjure from our roots…
But amber son came to dress in red new morning,
There is no voices, singing in our woods…

Be cursed in ages, pitch-dark faithful day!
The day, our women killed themselves…
They chose a death for not to born new slaves.
I saw the planet went astray…
       You won, stay proud of your grace!



All in vain, we vanished into thin air,
But Thunderer has not yet dropped his axe,
The page of future is still unwritten ’n’ pale,
And mighty spirits’ re coming start it’s text…