fanskapsfylld

som en evig valnadslegion

marschera mot fiendebygd

dessa vralande marodorer

hatets

dodens aktorer

de skovla by och stad

forintelse i hogsta grad

vartan de trampa

krossa

sjunga en mork sang

i blodig frossa

de stiga vara akrar

skogar

illa i sinnet

hor nu vreden i askan

i minnet

stilla vara sadlosa land

igen nu gripits svardet i hand

de skovla by och stad

forintelse i hogsta grad

vartan de trampa

krossa

sjunga en mork sang

i blodig frossa

torsten och hunger

den ha inget slut

andlosa forrad av kott och krut

ursinnes eldar

som drakar blasa

dodens andar

matta

flasa

blinda till ordet av harskarnas gral

de sliter istyck

de hugger ihjal

sotets och benmjolets logner de sjunga

med en fanskapsfylld

tjarad tunga

de skovla by och stad

forintelse i hogsta grad

vartan de trampa

krossa

sjunga en mork sang

i blodig frossa

like an eternal legion of violence

march to enemy regions

these roaring pirates

pawns of hatred and death

they pillage towns and cities

holocaust in its highest extent

wherever they trample

destroy

sing a dismal song

feast in gore

they tread on our farming lands

woods

ill in their hearts

hear now the wrath in the ashes

in the memories

our infertile land stands still

again the swords are grabbed

they pillage towns and cities

holocaust in its highest extent

wherever they trample

destroy

sing a dismal song

feast in gore

thirst and hunger

they have no end

endless stocks of flesh and gunpowder

flames of fury

puff like dragons

spirits of death

blasting

blowing

blind to their lord's words

they rip in pieces

strike to kill

they sing about gime and bonemeals

with a devilish

tarred tongue

they pillage towns and cities

holocaust in its highest extent

wherever they trample

destroy

sing a dismal song

feast in gore