Blood covers the holy grounds  [bad word] of war are getting louder 
As the eclipse cover the battlefield 
And the past now is just a vision 

Hate and anger in my soul 
Sword and wolf are my spawn 
I wonder in the fields of honour 
To take back the ancenstor's glory 

I hail with pride to the sun 
And Gods are blessing my path 
To bring the afe of strong 
And survival will be the highest law