We fly to battle
Our blades gleaming in the sun
Our mighty banners fly over an ocean
Of christian blood
We fell no mercy
And we kill with truest hate
We burn their temples and their churches
By the flames
We slaughter christian children
Beneath our wolfish moon
Us warriors of the night
We sing our songs of bloody glory
As we drive christian scum from our land
Our pagan gods of old smile from wild
Forests and mountain hinterlands
At the glare of the flames
On a windswept tundra lit by the stars
Our blades sing with steel
And our hearts fill with blood and honor
We ride, beneath the pedant of the sun