Vae Victis Lyrics - Ancient Rites

Hail to the Celtic tribes 

Hail to my Ancestors 

Hail to my Forefathers 

Hail to the Germanic tribes 

No one could conquer 

No one could take our Land 

When fighting us with same means 

No one could see us 

FALL FALL FALL!!! 

FALL FALL FALL!!! 

Hail my Celtic tribes 

Hail to our (Germanic) ancestors 

Way too many tribes 

Tried to conquer us 

Outnumbered Outnumbered 

They did not despond - Molon lave 

There was true glory 

There was true pride 

True pride 

The darkness of the woods 

Inspired our tribesmen 

True cultural background 

I'm not a child of this time 

(Always) longing for those times 

I'm not a child of this time 

My ancestors, Hail to Thee! 

My ancestors: FOREVER!!! 

Their blood in my veins