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I stand strong before this tempest

Firebrand and son of my people

Tall and stern to face the coming onslaught

No regrets, this I've lived to die for

Beasts die, kinsfolk die, we ourselves must die

But this I know none shall forget, or let lay idly by

Should I fall, before my time, let the lord of the dead upon Hlidskjalf smile

And welcome me in to sit at the hall of my people's pride

Quintilius Varus, Marius, Caesar

Alfred, Charlemagne, and Arnulf of Francia

These first worthy foes; the last as glutted cowards

And all who betray the One-Eyed God's ways

What greater sacrifice can a man lay

At the altars of nation and soil

Than to fight and die willingly

To honour and safe-guard all he adores

Steadfast in the face of my death

I will not relinquish my spirit

Butcher those who would defile our homeland

Sing of our glory with hammer and horn

Wodan, Tuisto, hear our vow of bloodshed and honour

Beasts die, kinsfolk die, we ourselves must die

But this I know none shall forget, or let lay idly by

Should I fall, before my time, let the lord of the dead upon Hlidskjalf smile

And welcome me in to sit at the hall of my people's pride

From northern frost and forests black

Sons of the Teuton, and heathendom's clans

Arise avowed to save what is ours

Or fall to conquest by ignoble lords

Aught but fury flows in our veins

We must stand as one again

Reclaim our heritage and ancestral soul

Or all we cherish

Shall fall