| Song | The Harvest Day |
| Artist | Wyrd |
| Album | Huldrafolk |
| Crush the faith of weakling followers, burn down their filthy shrines | |
| Desecrate and mock their petty values, avenge the deeds of history | |
| Never forget. | |
| Never forgive. | |
| I shall haunt you as long as you live | |
| Never give up. | |
| Never give in. | |
| Stand your ground, strike down the enemy 700 years is not long enough, forever itself would not be long enough | |
| Recognize the signs in the world? | |
| Smell the rage in the air? | |
| You shall reap as you have sown. | |
| And you have reaped nothing but misery. |