Among the roar of war
In bloody red the earth is bleeding
Battle-axe hollow moan
Carried by echo sounds like a storm
In skies the hammer sign
The gift of gods to stand in battle
After the enemy race
Won't stand up to fight no more

For war their days
For blood, for race
Always when hammer called
They proudly marched

On sea the shine of shield [bad word] across the waves
Horizon traces the goal
The misty shore of unknown land
The distant fatherland
Has left somewhere so far away
But conquest lead them where
The sword discovers other world

Horizon traces the goal
The misty shore of unknown land
The distant fatherland has left
Somewhere so far away
The strong sound of war [bad word] 
Last sign of start, to start a battle
After the enemy race
Won't stand up to fight no more