Following The Voice Of Blood

When the dark clouds in the sky full of the black ravens
Announce the time of great trial
Each man takes his sword
His shield and sets out on a journey, where sounds of horns summon him
No one will spare his blood
When on the battlefield, Regent of the Gods lead us...

Raise your swords brother and fight
On the horn's sound we will move.
We will follow the ravens in the sky
Blood for blood! Fire for fire! Death for death!
Armoured man by armoured man
They stride, step by step
Sword by sword, shield by shield
They're marching in silence.

Many of them will die tomorrow, But none of them is afraid of death
When the horns and kettle-drums sound steady rows of warriors will move
Man by man, without shadow of fear Like the winged chariots of fire
Every man bears his shield. Every man holds his weapon in the hand
Ravens circulate over our heads. Tomorrow we'll feed our dogs on christian hearts
Brother! Blow the horn of war! Tomorrow's war will be watched by our Gods
and forefathers And we must take revenge in their names!

Over the horizon dark clouds appear
It's cold and clouds of steam hover over us
We are marching silently
We are overwhelmed in thoughts
Marching for victory.

Hate and wrath burn our hearts
Our thoughts echo in the space
Into the battle we go to win
Into the battle that will determine the world's fate.