Come and make a hell in this unholy night
bear your sword and come with me into this fight
you know that will not find peace
and for our brothers we must kill

paint with colours of this war your face
grab a thunderhammer in your hands
do a thunderstrike on their heads
and kill them all send them to rest

"we'll tell our stories round the fire
drinking wine and smoking the pipe
all it seems like a dream
a losing visions of reality

but we will have to spill our blood
for all these valleys we must fight
our families have to be saved
you are a braveheart don't be scared
this glory ride make you prood
the honor should fill all of your heart

force of good give him the pride, of this war
help him to destroy this awhfull troll
prepare yourself to be hero
with your holy steel you ask for more

watching this battlefield, you feel so strange
pain and glory for you, are the same
you know that we fight for something pure
your world is free, you find the truth