Thousand warriors roaming through the northern lands and only related with Odin still. One thought drives them along to fight and die for their northern
flowing through the land Hail Teutonia When forests are green again, willows flourish and mountains are covered with snow Hail Teutonia Teutonia, proud land. Teutonia
conquering strange lands their axes are fed by the prayers blood the sound of horns spread all over the land a painfull death and a godless victory we
Two ravens are flying over the my head and when I was looking around they dissappeared in the mist to Asgard north In Valhalla, in Odins holy halls
I was walking to the tree Yggdrasil and laid myself unter its mighty crown i wouldn't see anything drying i was sleeping No sand, no lake, no waves
[Black Widow cover]
Upon the black northern sea, a ship is sailing a ship full of man proud and brave they're looking for new ground to live on it, with swords, axes of
[Bathory cover] I have paced these forests for so long I don't know if I am man or I am beast. I, though, hold deep within me a quest for revenge. Then
man with blazing steel a new enemy lets you no other chance many of the warriors are fallen, enter the holy halls the gate is open wide, a toud hail
