The Battleslain

Over the hills

Death on the battlefield

Follow the wind

The smell of blood

Sadness will bring

The brother who fall

Sword tight in hand

Bodies lie everywhere

Fought till the death

Till the last breath

You've hailed your ancestors

Now go with them

Raise up your fist

High in the sky

We're thunder, fire and rain

Raise up your voice

From deep inside

Glory to the battle slain

Into the pyre

May all your daring blood

Send high the fire

Up to the sky

The soul of a warrior

The essence of might

Now's time to sing

Hail to the one who fall

Glory and pride

Power and might

Raise up your steel

All sworn to fight

Raise up your fist

High in the sky

We're thunder, fire and rain

Raise up your voice

From deep inside

Glory to the battle slain