As his live is blood leaving, I hold my son,my only son, and tears fill my burning eyes.
While his skin turns pale as snow,butchered he lies here bleeding in my arms.
Slewn by the men of the single god, hatred burns in my chest.
Rain falls from a raging heaven,the wind howls like wolves at the moon.
I will seek vengeance for my son.
I swear I´ll avenge my first born one,I ride fast through the woods,my friends are by my side,dark hatred burns in my eyes,slave of hvitekrist today you die.
MAKTIGA GUDAR,I GYLLENE SLAEN,HJALP MIG I STRIDEN,MOT SONDRAPARNA,DEN HOGE SKALL,HUGGEN HAMNAS,OCH BLOD SKALL GALDAS, I BLOD"
Our cloaks fly in the wind, as we ride in the cold dark night,we are closing in our enemies,we rage in our hearts burnig bright.
The clouds scatter in the northern wind,a full moon rides the pitch black sky,Now hounds of hvitekrist,your time has come to die.
Kneel before my sword.No mercy! Your time has come to die!This is the ride for Vengeance!
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