Wings of storm 
Carrying me home 
From the fields of jetblack war 
Victory of mine 
Lost of enemy 
My sword painted by blood 
I hail my gods 
Gods of war and hate 
They made me win again 
I celebrate 
And drink my toast 
For my great victory 

Great feast of warriors of [bad word] 
We celebrate our victory 
Celebration of the darkest ones 
We were strongest once again 
And we'll be, and we'll be - forever! 

I get my gift from the gods 
They let me rejoice the feast 
I won my war once again 
It's time for the feast 

I hail my gods 
They are part of me 
I hail my gods 
By my victory feast