When blood was witness of carnages  When ashes and swords were the only words  Ancestral war supremacy  The need of a blood legacy  Gathered hordes in the name of honour  Proudly walk on their soils to defend her  Sky-raised swords and closed fists  Die for me, I'll die for you...war  Heart of legends, lungs of the lands  History is dawn with blood  His story will grow in blood  Children of warchants, sons of battledust  Children proudly walk on their soils  Prepare to defend family swords in hand  Such as vulgar carrions in dust  Kill enemy of misfortance...till dawn  Perish under my sword  My weapon is your lifejudge  Till my cry lust will fill my veins  I'll keep my fatherthrone not in vain  Against shadows or against gods  Till my strength will follow me  I'll keep higher the battlethone not in vain  But till justice be done  Blood is witness of carnage  Axes and swords rule this world  Ancestral war supremacy  Mighty celestial battlethrone  Fathersoil, ashesfields  Grow only family tears