| Song | White Wolves |
| Artist | Crystal Eyes |
| Album | Confessions of the Maker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dahl, Götesson | |
| The day of our revenge is dawning with a chilling haze | |
| Like the day we fell from grace | |
| It was a shameful black day when our bravery failed | |
| But today valour shall prevail | |
| Under the rising sun the mist of the morning clears, | |
| Revealing a forest of spears | |
| A loathsome crawling mass of filth, roaring with bloodlust | |
| Well, this time they will be crushed | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With the sound of horns and the rumbling roll of drums | |
| We attack the tainted scum | |
| Shouting war cries like howling wolves we ride down the slope | |
| Our hearts filled with fierce joy and hope | |
| No more shall we have to feel the infamous bitter pain, | |
| Or bow our heads in shame | |
| By death or victory our honour shall be restored | |
| So, in the name of our Lord | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With fury singing in our veins | |
| We smite our fallen leader's bane | |
| Our hammers are smashing a gory | |
| Path to redemption and sweet glory | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| Into battle and war |
| zuo qu : Dahl, G tesson | |
| The day of our revenge is dawning with a chilling haze | |
| Like the day we fell from grace | |
| It was a shameful black day when our bravery failed | |
| But today valour shall prevail | |
| Under the rising sun the mist of the morning clears, | |
| Revealing a forest of spears | |
| A loathsome crawling mass of filth, roaring with bloodlust | |
| Well, this time they will be crushed | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With the sound of horns and the rumbling roll of drums | |
| We attack the tainted scum | |
| Shouting war cries like howling wolves we ride down the slope | |
| Our hearts filled with fierce joy and hope | |
| No more shall we have to feel the infamous bitter pain, | |
| Or bow our heads in shame | |
| By death or victory our honour shall be restored | |
| So, in the name of our Lord | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With fury singing in our veins | |
| We smite our fallen leader' s bane | |
| Our hammers are smashing a gory | |
| Path to redemption and sweet glory | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| Into battle and war |
| zuò qǔ : Dahl, G tesson | |
| The day of our revenge is dawning with a chilling haze | |
| Like the day we fell from grace | |
| It was a shameful black day when our bravery failed | |
| But today valour shall prevail | |
| Under the rising sun the mist of the morning clears, | |
| Revealing a forest of spears | |
| A loathsome crawling mass of filth, roaring with bloodlust | |
| Well, this time they will be crushed | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With the sound of horns and the rumbling roll of drums | |
| We attack the tainted scum | |
| Shouting war cries like howling wolves we ride down the slope | |
| Our hearts filled with fierce joy and hope | |
| No more shall we have to feel the infamous bitter pain, | |
| Or bow our heads in shame | |
| By death or victory our honour shall be restored | |
| So, in the name of our Lord | |
| Charge! | |
| The thunder of pounding hooves below | |
| Heralds the doom of our foes | |
| Like thunder we descend upon our prey | |
| For our shame they will pay | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| With fury singing in our veins | |
| We smite our fallen leader' s bane | |
| Our hammers are smashing a gory | |
| Path to redemption and sweet glory | |
| Might and honour | |
| Now we shall restore our tarnished name and pride | |
| Might and valour | |
| Once again the White Company of Wolves rides | |
| Into battle and war | |
| Into battle and war |