Voices in the deepest night
Under the fog, under the clouds.
Summoning to the blackened sky.
Incantations,spells and dance.
Behold the flames of the svantevith's fire.
Prouldy burning on the altar of stone.

With the blessing of the gods and with the ravens command
Proudly they lift their swords in their hands.
To march under the pagan flag,in the name of the svantevith's
Fire.
To storm the land from baltic to the carpathian mountains.

Proudly marching from north to south
To fight on the enemies land.
With sword in hand and fire in eyes.
Siging the chant from the pagan land.