My mind is sick of thinking 
And my heart is flared up with rage 
Arouse my fighting spirit 
Become lethargic in the mist of times 
Soon like the waves 
Breaking themselves, 
The swords will be knocked together 
Soon like a storm, 
Double-edged swords 
Will rumble for ever and ever 
The grounds for war aren't needed. 
Only the pleasure of seeing the blood. 
Your blood soaking the weapon is 
Enough for me and 
For my warlike people. 
Tides And wind side with us. 
Gods must have heard the sound 
Of our drums. 
We're going to mow'em down 
We're going to make them feel 
The taste of rout... 
Praise be to showdown! 
So row for the northern lights... 
So row the 
Atlantis ocean skies. 
Battleground jus before us. 
Enemies are waiting for dusk. 
Death has been invoked 
And she will not leave alone. 
Kill or be killed, win or be won. 
Don't doubt in cut their heads off. 
Gods will be proud of our work... 
And now there is no place for cowards. 
And now there is no time for weakness. 
For those who feel down... 
Their presence just now around, with us. 
War, you are the only way 
To let the fallen reach the eternal rest. 
For all I believed. 
All what you made me leave forgotten in past 
War, that gave me the steel, 
That gives me the courage. 
That will make me great. 
Maybe alive, maybe dead... 
But never being slave again 
Again... Thousand people fighting/dying 
Only think in gain