Descend in blades
Eyes pale, and skyward
Proud in Death
Possessed, by honour
Sound the horn, my Son
The horror winds call forth
Sound the drum, fair Noble
Call forth the Thunder song
Soak the Earth, with Blood
The horror winds call forth
Sound the drum, fair Noble
Restore the Wolven laurel
This is the route of red
March ever on!
Through Night and through dread
March ever on!
Ascend in flames
With arms, extending
Proud in Death
In embers, of honour
Sound the horn, my Son
The horror winds call forth
Sound the drum, fair Noble
Call forth the Thunder song
Soak the Earth, with Blood
The horror winds call forth
Sound the drum, fair Noble
Restore the Wolven laurel
This is the route of red
March ever on!
Through Night and through dread
March ever on!