Born because of Darkness
Full of primitive evil,
We life again

United by hatred,
We go hurting the weak
We kill enemies - purify the soul

Our existences are hymns to the glory of Darkness
We ride to wings of Pagan storm
The Moon leads us

When we fight, we do it to
Take the revenge for our brother killed
In the sunshine

We are not mortal
We've always lived in Darkness!
We are not weak
Now united we pay the homage
To paganism and our existences!