Hear what's written on the wind.
we come to kill and kill again.
our arrows fall like hail
trample on the dead. - ride through the
gate of clouds - stand on the open step.
Run beserk - spreading fear and pain.
black shield and weapons, black our chain.
none can harm us - not their fire -
iron or steel - for we have the
will to power - with power we will
kill.
Kill with power - die die
kill with power - die die
To the war god odin you will pray.
and the curse of weapons shall
remain. on the blood of all our
fathers - on their weapons we now
swear to avenge - not lament.
give the false ones death.
Kill with power - die die
kill with power - die die