Sing for me
To lift above in all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me,
In the deepest release.

Traveling through honour.
Traveling through strength.
Voyage, floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom.
Feelings for the lost` winds.
Winds which howl reverse.
Remote, the fields of oddities adours.

But we will still appear in of mail,
And still obliterate these old origins.
While dreaming a thousand choirs yell their hails,
Towards faithfulness.
 [bad word] one with the weapons.
Sword and soul.
Wotan's Return!

Traveling through honour,
Traveling through strength.
Feelings for the lost winds.
Winds which howl reverse.