Now, darkness my old friend Its time to strike again The Battle is nigh For our enemies are strong We will not go down Like a flock of sheep Charge! The swords blazing fiercely We will know no fear Valhalla calls our name Blood upon the trampled soil The opposition will be foiled They perish by our wrath Barbari instant nos Maior est numerus Sed perseveramus Quanti nostrum Ex pugna supererunt? Quantus sanguis Fluet in nostrorum ordinibus? Pugna erumpit, Stringo gladium Magno clamore infero Me hostibus Sanguinis saporem salsum Sentio in labris Vae istum qui audet me experiri Morimini Ride into oblivion! Morimini et opprimini oblivione Ride into oblivion! And if I fall down and die My mortal soul will rise From the ashes be reborn The stars will show me the way In Odins hall Ill stay In its splendour I will bathe Silentium Revertit Tantummodo vox sonat Fessus in solum succumbo Iterum proelio Vincunt Saxones, Per Wodan voveo numquam deficiemus! Vincent Saxones! Ride into oblivion! Morimini et opprimini oblivione Ride into oblivion! Ride into oblivion!
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