Invaders threatened our sacred land Have to muster and make a strong stand Gather your father, brother and son to this combat call Hear the sound of the horn that convokes us all
Now, you'll ride with me That's my decree To victory!
No intruder shall stand On this... my land That's my command
Let the ships set sail We will prevail And never fail
Go, saddle my horse They'll feel my force Show no remorse
The ships set sail, The wind is good as they put out to sea…
At full gallop our horsemen ride They ride decided to meet our threatened brother None of us is afraid to die When protecting one another
Summoned to war, northbound we rode And our wrath is about to explode Holding my sword up to the blackened sky I want to hear our battle cry
Aaaah…! The time has come for them to taste my sword of steel Our mighty clash will be the last thing that they feel
Go and take the lives of all the maledict ones Tear their flesh and break apart their corpses' bones This day the field taints colour carmine With the blood of those on the land of mine
One by one they taste the edge of my sword One by one they fall down to the ground
…to the north, to conquer now we make our way Onward, with my banner in display
Marching, sailing, riding… by land and sea Marching, sailing, riding… for all to see
Aaaah…! The time has come for them to taste my sword of steel Our mighty clash will be the last thing that they feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
