[01:40.23]The frost tries to reach us,[01:40.77]with its cruel cold hands[01:41.31]the cold witheness hurts our eyes[02:09.81]and we still march with wind in the face.[02:11.34]We follow the trace of blood in the snow[02:12.12]Yesterday we burnt two villages[02:15.51]We killed women and children[02:18.30]Heads out of the bodies of priests[03:13.86]We impaled on our wooden socle(?)...[03:14.58]The blood of hideous monk[03:19.71]is still getting blacker on my axe[03:20.43]Their temple burnt.[03:49.02]And we fed a fire with their corpses[03:58.02]My brothers are marching silently[04:23.25]The great frost turns the hearts to ice[04:25.44]The warm blood will bring the life back[04:26.22]to their bodies...[05:21.81]Another christian village is near...[05:22.50]those who escaped showed us the way...[05:23.10]by the blood from their wounds...[06:17.67]we must deal them a deathblow[06:18.30]before wolves get them[06:21.66]On the horizon behind us[06:49.59]The black smoke appears on the sky[06:57.00]On the hills, full of trees[07:19.23]Wolves observe us[07:19.83]They'll leave the hills and follow us[07:21.75]as soon as the day is over...