Warriors of two black ravens, it's time for us To crush the enemy coming from side of storm Our king has died fighting for motherland And I'll give my head, his son, to defend our home
We've got no fear goin straight to mouth of the monster God of thunder help our drakkars of Oak Sign of the Lord proudly is lighting on the sky Gold letters saying mercilessly bloody gore:
Rotting heads in bloodlake lay in darkness, cause they died! Cutted by the edge of happiness they were lookin' for... Children of the leper parents, devil makes his ride, It all is sacrifice to God, they want no more!
Death - it's warriors brother, always helps him rising his fight Sleep in peaceful silence, father-Oden's hand let me make vengeance right Let me kill the hordes of bloody dogs which have invaded suddenly my home The one-eyed god way up high who remembers my all insulties, Lord!