Feeling vengeance and hate We think of last times
No one never could see an army as mighty as ours
For centuries, they ruled with their false authority
Now we have the chance to end with them and to implant our Empire
Dark Clouds cover the sky where we are,
And the nerves gradually hold down our bodies
We long for cut the enemy's necks with these swords
We windward and we can hear the movement of their troops
A file of ravens accompany us from the departure, and we feel stronger with this
The four elements guide us in the path
While the wolves wait in the mountains
The berserk we put in the front of the troops
Brave, as no men, without our help we can't defeat
We will be the firs in attack for get weak to their men
It's the time to fight Thousands of bodies fall quickly
We are convinced of the victory, for this, few of our men die,
And the men that die, do it with pride and honour
This plain will cover of graves announcing our triumph
This plain will be proof of the change of empire
After the battle, the landscape, that be left, is devastator
Our wounded will recover and the deads will be moved to our lands,
So that the peasants can acclaim them as heroes
Then the heads of the enemies will be hang at our homes as trophies
Finally we have liberated our lands,
Later generations will thank it to us
Ravens fly - Black horizons