Verse 1 

After many days fighting for the ases way 
We are sitting together around the table of feast 
Now the time [bad word] to evacuate our pain 
No more enemies left. Danger is away 

 [bad word] 

Boars are roasting upon the dancing flames 
The girls are filling up our pints of beer 
So now we drink and joke about this battle 
We know that it’s over and until the sunset 

 [bad word] 

We will die 
Of beer and meat set to [bad word] [bad word] 
All night long 
We are feasting to death no more clouds, no more pain 

Verse 2 

Our swords are in the case, the shields hooked on the wall 
And the helmets are put in a corner of the hall 
Drinking from the skull of our enemies 
The wine of victory is rejoicing our hearts 

Guitar solo 

Verse 3 

Sated and [bad word] the [bad word] to an end 
There’s still a hunger that we need to fill 
All those pretty girls know how to take care of us 
Everyone gets a girl, let’s goooo!!!