Forward my brothers for blood and honour
 May rage lead you to fight
 We will go there where soil lusts for blood
 And where death looks for new victims

 To Fight !

 Today our swords will shine in the fires of Battle
 Today our shields will [bad word] our enemies
 Where fire and death and rivers of blood
 I will find my ancestors’ pride

 To Fight !

 Lead us spirit of fight and revenge
 Lead us into fire, into death arms
 Following the voice of shed blood of our brothers
 In fires of victory, we will find our ancestors’ pride

 Our is fortitude, power and might
 Our spitit, faith and rage
 [bad word] !
 Sounds of horns summon for a battle !

 In my [bad word] Gods’ blood
 There is spirit, steel and thunderbolt in my blood
 My blood is ready to fight
 Today I will feed wolves with my foes’ carcass

 Our is soil, blood and honour
 Our swords, flags and eagles
 [bad word] !
 Sound of horns summon for a battle

 It is high time for eagles to have their nets
 And weapon be clean by blood
 And anger and pain harden our hearst
 Let’s prove our courage in a bloody fight

 To fight !

 Eagle ! be with me and take care of me when I die
 When death does not let me fight anymore
 Lead my soul to Gods
 My ancestors are waiting for me

 To fight !

 Eagle’s shingle garnish my helmet
 I’m strong because strong is my faith
 I’m here where spirits of my ancestors are
 I’m here and I guard their strongholds

 Our is fortitude, power and might
 Our spirit, faith and rage
 [bad word] #33;
 Sounds of horns summon for a battle!

 Each of us wage his our war
 Let’s be brave and in flexible
 Each of us rage his our war
 Let’s be brave and courage and
 Don’t be too long when brothers ask for help

 Our is soil, blood and honour
 Our swords, flags and eagles
 [bad word] #33;
 Sound of horns summon for a battle!