Warriors are flying to the west The Sun is laying eyes onto the east Flames of fires are travelling with winds Battle's voice is pushing us ahead Work of axe knows no mercy The face is blinded with blood Vikings are crashing in like troops of wolves Battle call is irresistible The Hammer has already struck Another march for glory The one who abandoned home Is granted power by Odin Work of axe knows no mercy The face is blinded with blood Vikings are crashing in like troops of wolves Battle's voice is pushing us ahead No sorrow, no pain, no regret If perished in a fight Victorious step you only to give The waves and wind will sing for you