The Burial Mound Lyrics

Distant dreams summon the battle
The spirits of the ancestors bewitched by forged steel dance to the beat of the pagan march.

Between screams of pain and fire invade with courage as the only virtue
The lands of the enemy under the watchful eye of the warlord

Red tongues of fire among the seas of blood
cover the corpses of the devastated town full of tombs of warriors
who fought until the last breath.

Wherever the earth draws blood and looks for new victims
Our shields will crush the enemy
Feeding their corpses to crows and wolves.

When everything ends and death stops my fight
My soul will travel to the black fortress of chaos.