For we are the doomed
Rising from the ground
Into the winds of darkness
Without any other sound

We dance the leaves of autumn
We gather by the oak
Our axes rise above us
We’re here to pay the oath

Dancing in the cold with the wolves around the oak
For we shall be ready to defend the sacred earth
Come to us oh, Mother, breathe the bloodlight upon us
Send our hearts to heaven before the battle shall begun

Alive yet dead inside
The horde is dancing faster
With axes as theyr wives
with blood as only master

They eat and drink the dead
The battle’s at its higher
protected by the winds
by hands of steel and fire