Our God The Ancient Pride Still Burns Within Us Honour, Strength And Joy By Force We'll Purge Our Soil The Wolf, The Bear, The Raven Still Guard The Ancient
The Glory of Your Love Is Built Upon Our People's Pain And Your Glory is Painted Red Of Our Noble Blood You Shed. You Came And Slaughtered Odin You Came
Traduction: Necromantia. Fierté antique.
