Invaders cross our borders, riding hard on steeds of fury Bent on destruction laying waste to all within their path Warriors of Saxony are on the hunt again The howling of these wardogs rings across the plains
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time
Burning down our villages, killing like machines Axes swung with a vengeance, they die without a scream Slicing through the nation like the rising of the dead Tired of domination we will fight to the end
Who are these bearded madmen who are trying to slay my tribe The bloodlust of the battlefield is blazing in their eyes Total devastation, emerging through the haze Forging iron order in a molten metal daze
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time
Invaders cross our borders, riding hard on steeds of fury Bent on destruction laying waste to all within their path Slicing through the nation like the rising of the dead Tired of domination we fight to the end
Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time Day of the Saxons, the day when blood will flow like wine Day of the Saxons, our warriors in armor one more time.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
