Over the misty mountains
Down in the sea
I drown and then I rise renewed to see
The moon, the sun, the wind, the earth, the incarnation of me and you, the love, the soul, the scent and sound, the life and the light

And then I go along my road
To find the missing part [bad word]  to find and fight
For what it is my heart
For something [bad word]  for solitude, for nature equilibrium I knee in the name of universal harmony

And soon appears there
He who brings despair [bad word] forth and stand 
And fight for what I dare
To mow the evil down, take off its gown of fear and hopelessness, nobility express, unite our rage to disengage

And today the tongues of fire
Of war heave to the skies
Blood is spilt, and hate, and guilt
Over the field Deathe flies
The final war, the fate I bore to shield the world we all adore that could be no more of light. May it be a fight!