Frostland

From the fields
Of given blood
Walking home from
The fight already won

We spread
The pestilence
To the crowd
Screaming for mercy

We carry the crown
Back to the throne
Of our fathers
Oh, frostland
We crushed their houses
Build on your pure land

No man can disgrace
Your name
Their fathers deeds
Revenged by our hands
We are the righteous ones
To behold your crown

Bleeding in the eternal frost
Frostland our Fatherland