Lords of the night and lords of the war
Bring me back the call of your rage
Bring me back the call of your rage
In the battle my law
Is to grant your fall
And take my throne again
Our glory has come
From battle, from war
From enemies on the ground
And my spirit will fly
Like a dragon in the sky
Our march will not be in vain
My army is strong
And the battle is the field
For the glorification of evil
And this evil will take you
In this rise of our nation
I'll put them all down
In the fight you will need
Strength and honor
Because the enemies want your death
And this death won't take place
Til the end of this war
Because we'll fight again
Oh my troops hear my voice
The battle is cursed and our home is so far
Fight today for another day
Our victory is coming, resist till the end!
Lords of night and lords of war
Bring me back the call of your rage
And my spirit will fly
Like a dragon in the sky
Our march will not be in vain
Hails! Hails! Hails!
My armor is my pagan pride
Hails! Hails! Hails!
My sword will never fall
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Pagan Age
Before the Battle