When blood was witness of carnages

When ashes and swords were the only words

Ancestral war supremacy

The need of a blood legacy

Gathered hordes in the name of honour

Proudly walk on their soils to defend her

Sky-raised swords and closed fists

Die for me, I'll die for you...war



Heart of legends, lungs of the lands

History is dawn with blood

His story will grow in blood

Children of warchants, sons of battledust

Children proudly walk on their soils

Prepare to defend family swords in hand

Such as vulgar carrions in dust

Kill enemy of misfortance...till dawn



Perish under my sword

My weapon is your lifejudge

Till my cry lust will fill my veins

I'll keep my fatherthrone not in vain

Against shadows or against gods

Till my strength will follow me

I'll keep higher the battlethone not in vain

But till justice be done



Blood is witness of carnage

Axes and swords rule this world

Ancestral war supremacy

Mighty celestial battlethrone

Fathersoil, ashesfields

Grow only family tears