The path of fighting is the path of life For either being alive or dead Awake on the path of the brave Refuse to bow before any gods
War is on the path of salvation We march together, resist the aggressors Raise our glory, and raise the chests To brighten the path of destiny
Hearken the mourn of the dying warriors Death was never an enemy of us Courage is ours – we have mysteries Wisdom is ours – we have mastery
Archaic battles under the desolate sky Enemies weeping for their dead Triumphant hour of conquest is near Into the jaws of Death they march
Fullmoon rises into a magical night Shadows surrounding the cold and weak Storms raging across the fields Hell's fire called revenge is burning
In a bloody night of fullmoon Death was riding with us Into the Empire of Darkness To become one with hell May our swords speak for his mouth Keep the ancient flame still burning
To die in fight at ravages of war All is gone which is sacred, is blessed Destroyed are the spineless For their bitterness inside The last sound they hear are The clashing of a thousand swordsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
