Heil, Rome, victorious! On a wild wide battle we are burning the fields We are standing in light and make tyrants fear No winds no rain no fire can prevent our way We are heading out for the end of humankind
On wings of steel We are flying high to the end of the world An eagle of terror to come The earth in despair, the sun in decline
On wild wide battle we are burning the land We are trampling flesh and make kingdoms fear No wind no rain no fire can prevent our way We are heading out, for the end of the human race