The Pope has spoken,
The folk rejoice;
The masses are marching northward.

A war for the cross,
The heathens death;
Baptizing warriors,
Baptizing swordsmen!

"Abandon your false beliefs!
Pray the true God!
Refuse your pagan needs!
Kneel down to your Saviour!

But still the heathens refused
To be bonded by Christ's blood.
The faith to their gods, the faith to their tribes
Kept them united.
They stood for their borderland
In a bloody battle for belief.

The sound of weapons, steel meets steel,
The blood spilled across the land.
A high price, a higher purpose,
All just in the name of God.

O gods stay by our side,
In war and battle!
It shall be so hard
Long shall be the night!

The sound of weapons, steel meets steel,
The blood spilled across the land.
A high price, a higher purpose,
All just in the name of God.