Hand in hand, with closed ranks
Knowing no mercy
The new warriorhood sows the fear
Gleaming with their blazing eyes
I already hear their heavy steps
I already feel the breath of death
I foretaste the bloody battles
The prophecies start to fulfill
The horror in the hearts of the enemy mud
There will be no escape from the avening sword
The scum would pay for all
And even the skies do tremble...
Death rattle of the bloody throats, the triumphal call
A somber song of the greater victory
The great war comer to its' end
And a sunrise of the new era is already soon to come...
