We were brutalous men, and we were sent to war
We might have been hopeless, yet hope we didn't seek
War was the chosen path, the (only) way for man to reach his peak
And for all the loving of the jewish gOD, we will take a leak

Glorious is the way of war, wherever it will lead
For all the so-called happiness of world it wouldn't I ever trade

Here from the bushes, come the legions
Relying not on anything but pure Might
For Might is Right! nd Life is Fight!

The horses' breath steams in the autumn night
And the fullmoon's shining bright
Many men and horses will die tonight
But they all died in Fight

Had no time for soul-searching questions
Got to hone this war-machine
Putrify the spirit and strengthen the corpse!

The ambush took them all unaware
Many of the enemies died
The rest were captured, raped, or sent away...

Many of my brothers died, too, and I grieve for that
But they died in Battle, and for me, the War must go on.