Disgusting scenery Of limbs of sheep all around Is already veiled in freezing darkness of night Funeral feast Gathering of ravens Around the silent
The croaky sound Of the mendacious song Has been heard By ear of Krvestreb Unpardonable audacity Clamours for cruel revenge Necessity of more blood
eyes Of the feeble victim Repent bitterly Voluntary death Too late they see That they will not get Any promised help From god of martyrs Falcon Krvestreb
Falcon
landscape Land forever called Luka His kingdom, ample fatherland From height inaccessible for Another, is guarded By sharp sight of... ...Falcon Krvestreb
Fresh red blood Of sheep and of raven Is mixing together In only one pool There was not and is not Any difference Between the victim And the false hunter
