once again - we have prevailed under the sun - we have fought for our belief
hurling our swords into our foes drinking their blood as it spurts - and covers the grass with the colour red
once again - our tribe dominates the green steppes - the grey mountains and the dark deep valleys there can be only one tribe the strongest survive hail we will defend our domicile forever
there's a feast tonight where we will celebrate our victory - as we have done so many times before hail - to our gods - they are with us we know they have always led us to our - victory