Hear what's written on the wind
We come to kill and kill again
Our arrows fall like hail
Trample on the dead-Ride through the
Gate of clouds-stand on the open step
Run berserk-spreading fear and pain
Black shield and weapons, black our chain
None can harm us-not their fire-
Iron or steel-for we have the
Will to power-with power we will
Kill
Kill with power-die die
Kill with power-die die
To the war god Odin you will pray
And the curse of weapons shell
RemainOn the blood of all our
Fathers-on their weapons we now
Swear to evenge-not lament
Give the False ones death
Kill with power-die die
Kill with power-die die