The Flags upon, the swords below
hail the king, the false'll be killed
your life's the holiest gift of yours
so fight for it and for the truth
it was the Frundberg's order

Now spears and swords like lightning flashing
like stars upon a dark blue sky
cannonballs are flying threatened
blood is running to the soil
the battlefield of paria

Its not a day like days before
It is a red and holy day
as far away from fatherland
by courage and a lot of shame
the enemies smashed to the ground

Before the god, the Frundbergs honour
cause he's the man to honour for
you lead your army strong and proud
and lead them to victory
now take it, take the sword of kings

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