Curse them! Suromatae, Pitiless slaughterers Routed we stand At the edge of oblivion
Ares - Bringer of death Warlord, God of our ancient enemy Send your fiery hosts to visit Death upon our foe
Ares... Guide my blade to terrible victory! Ares... Send my arrows to pierce their hearts!
Fearless, we face our end With cold indifference Mounted, two bodies one We kill in harmony
Flay them! Cast their bodies to wingéd predators, earthly scavengers Take their heads and mount them In the splendour of your hall
Ares... Guide my blade to terrible victory! Ares... Send my arrows to pierce their hearts!
Leave regrets behind me, Travel with the wind, My enemies surround me... With final words I cry: To those who stand against me I’ll return to ash and dust! Come lead your bastard herd to die In mercy do I trust!
Lift our bows towards the Gods We care not if we die! Hades fills with weaker men Our killing blows did send... Cohorts here are gathered In gold and shimmering scale Our enemies before us Their slanted faces cold and pale
Earth! Swallow them before us Sky! Make our serpents fly War! Grant their army malediction Falcons! Take us skyward as we fall
Ares... Guide my blade to terrible victory Ares... Grant them misery, hell for eternity Ares... Send my arrows to pierce their heartsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
