Scream of down like smoke, guess why I had to fight till all my earth is at last free Pain and laugh are ripping victory... See dead bodies laying on this field: They don't may stand up awful they are killed... Punishment from Odens hall is done I made it, revenger, my Lords son! Heil the ghost of bloody face-dont cry! My mission of defend was blind And simply very cruel as you see I wish you'll never come to me! Big white bones like deadly empty shells Rolling down to hell that’s for them place Pished there on as well by my own hand In the name of god defended land!