| Illusion of peace is dissolving |
| Veil unfolds the runes foreshow the war |
| Salvation, the bloodshed oncoming |
| Holy war we must survive the storm |
| Remember words of our fathers |
| And heed the wisdom of gods above |
| Return the christian locust |
| Back to oblivion below |
| The northern folk shows no mercy |
| For those who spit on our gods |
| And on the land that is sacred |
| We slay the christian scum |
| Delusion of hope leaves the hearts |
| Of our foes down on their knees they fall |
| Frustration, no way to turn back |
| One last breath they won’t survive the storm |
| Blood red snow beneath crippled bodies |
| Slowly melts into the crimson lake |
| Torn apart, defeated bastards flee |
| Clear blue sky we have survived the storm |
| Inspired by our elders |
| Heeded the wisdom of gods above |
| Sent back the christian locust |
| Into oblivion below |
| The northern folk shows no mercy |
| For those who spit on our gods |
| And on the land that is sacred |
| We’ve slain the christian blood |