We are the nightmare
That makes you fear
We are the thunder -
So can you hear it?
We are the messengers
Of pagan gods
We bring a message:
Death to the world!
We never sleep and we
Don't give a rest
We are the weapons
In evil's hands
We can see fear that
Lies on your face
We are devastators
Of world of disgrace
Fight against enemies,
You're not alone
Goes to a battlefield -
Now you are strong!
In our veins there is
Blood of the kings
Great pagan warriors -
Death we'll be bring!
Chorus:
Into a battle
Marching we ride
From our glorious rising
Goes to win, fight and die
Sons of a demons
Ride up from hell
With swords in a hands
To realize magic spells
The world is full of great desire
And now it's time to end their lives
The punishment will come - it will be fire
Fire will burn them for their lie
We never sleep and we
Don't give a rest
We are the weapons
In evil's hands
We are the messengers
Of pagan gods
We bring a message:
Death to the world!
Fight against enemies,
You're not alone
Goes to a battlefield -
Now you are strong!
In our veins there is
Blood of the kings
Great pagan warriors -
Death we'll be bring!
Chorus:
Into a battle
Marching we ride
From our glorious rising
Goes to win, fight and die
Sons of a demons
Ride up from hell
With swords in a hands
To realize magic spells