From fire and earth the power was born In red tongues of fire Blacksmiths of destiny froged steel Hot redness became a cold death
And the day came when stell lusted for blood And death and terror were our deeds Our destiny was bound foreve In this smooth cold blade of steel
Earth drawn in seas of blood Fire and smoke on the sky Cry of women and old men Remains of blood on my hands Wounds and sears on my body And memories of past battles in my head
Gods gave us a great gift Cruelty became easy thing to do We went to distant lands with victory flags Graves are proof of our deeds
We proved our bravery Lords of heavens and hell are satisfied Crime became virtue Death is the only salvation for our enemies
From war to war, from battle to Battle We walk the way of destiny He learn how to fight and be perfect killers Bewitched by hatred bound in steel