Aryan Battlement Through shafts of moonlight among the distant trees High-riding Heartless moon above Crossing the rivers to assail the enemy Squads of mailed horsemen Iron sheathed cavalry On the warpath like an armored thunderbolt Thrusting and smiting from left to right Hewing down the reeling ranks of the foe Chanting loudly their battle-songs of painted howling savages The moonlight slivers through the trees The grisly facade of the dead We rode for Wotan And we rode to victory Krieghetzer April 04