In the time of swords and axes In this Eeried Ogre time
When martial men ravage on earth When the forest was dark
and sombre And the Northern fighting spirit was alive
Time of swords and axes Age of pride Swords shall be
raised For the ancient view of hate I see the beast in
the eye of them Who suffer in the present time This
glorious and pathetic age Let us crush the sacred temple
Unholy hordes whit evil mind From the darkest age in time
Come back and fill the world Whit malignant powers of
ancient The age of pride Dreadful longships sailed the
sea They plunber and spread the fear Whit combat harried
horses they ride For the sunset Warriors whit a hope to
see their gods of war Their gods was their hope and
inspiration