This hate inside me

It is constantly growing

Years of hollow lies

Made pagan hatred rise They came with their troops

Destroying land and roots

Abominations under the sun

They and their poisoned truth One by one my people fell

Under their deceptive spell

How many sons of the

North had to fall?

Before our eyes can see;

This isn't how it should be! ''Under the Northern star

We shed our blood

With the call of a battle horn

We raise our swords'' ''Behind the fields of blood

Theres a heaven for us

Deep in the woods of the North

Rises the Heathen Throne'' Upholder the skies

For too long has your name been despised

Give us your strenght and courage

When we meet our nemesis

On the shores that used to be

The place we called home Our land and faith are raped

Somehow they're going to pay Grant us your revenge

We are not afraid of death

Let none of them ever more

Lay a hopeful gaze upon the sky