name uttered with fear
No smile, no tears
They'll [bad word] your skull with a blow
And pile them in a row

The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds
In a smithy high up in the skies
On an anvil honour, with a hammer of blood
The Four Winds pounded

Battle Metal!
As the battle rages the dearest to you, you hold in your hand -
And stick in their lungs!

An iron gaze of a hawk
Out of sight they stalk
Their arrows cut the air an they fly
Death from the sky

Thunder in their eyes
riding demise
Storming over the men on the field
Breaking their shield

Take this sign into your heart and be brave
Let it lead you to your glory or your grave
Today!

Hear me, my warriors
Soldiers from all the edges of the world
Let us join our forces
To an army, united

Four winds will guide us
The Heart of Turisas will lead our way
Our [bad word] echo: Forward march
Our horns cry for victory

Boldest of them all
They've answered the call
Their arms were strenghtened by the work of their swords
They'll march till they fall

The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds
In a smithy high up in the skies
On an anvil honour, with a hammer of blood
The Four Winds pounded

4. The Land Of Hope And Glory

Far away, where the sunshine never fades
There lies this land, the greatest of tales

strong golden gate now slowly moves aside
In walks a man, exhausted by the tide

Finally, I've reached my destiny
I've crossed the western sea for the land of hope an glory
In front of me stands the glorious grand city
feeling that I can breathe, and be free

Surrounding golden walls, finest marble covers the halls
Silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine
Statues, monuments and fountains filled with wine
And trees nearly touching the sky

In the land of hope and glory

I head to the greatest hall,
Take a deep breath and open the door
Is this the land of hope and glory?
Sitting on a golden throne,
An ape holding a scepter of bone
It utters: "The die is cast."

Surrounding golden walls...

Reminiscence
Echoes from the homeland

Kaikuen laulu raikaa takaa ulapan
Kotimaan rannat kutsuu poikaa Pohjolan

Hoist the sails, it's time to leave these lands behind
Rain or hail won't stop me, I have made up my mind

Surrounded by dark emptiness
The sea is cold and merciless
All alone, I'm heading home

Over the vast sea, wide and so deep
Ahti I greet thee, I'm heading home!
The wind is rising, cold and biting
Ilmarinen I greet thee
Northern shores - I'm home

No surrounding golden walls, no marble covered halls
No silver-plated streets that glimmer and shine
No statues, monuments nor fountains filled with wine
Only trees touching the sky

Far away, where sunshine never fades
There lies this land, the greatest of tales