Savage are the flames and noble is my path The elder ravens fly, swords in our hands Now hear the thunder call, oh branded in thy mind Eternal are the spirits, the secret of our kind I took the life out of the dying battle Remember now the sound of crashing metals Woe to thee, hel's baneful fellow This flame of bloode is awaiting thy fall Die by the hammer, die by the gods Our wolven return, oh, and me at the fore Die by the hammer, oh now they shall learn and They shall regret ever invading the great olden northe "Cattle die, kinsmen die, thyself (too) soon must die fair fame of one who (hath) earned one thing, i ween, (that) will never die" The good name will live on, the glory of the dead Great deeds, great battlelore, the wisdom of the past Die by the hammer, die by the gods Our wolven return, oh, and me at the fore Die by the hammer, oh now they shall learn and They shall regret ever invading the great olden northe Proud we will stand, together we'll fight Children of fyre unite Bound by the oath, foregather to strike Until the last child of fyre will rise Come and taste the flame ... Proud we will stand, together we'll fight Children of fyre unite Bound by the oath, foregather to strike Until the last child of fyre will rise Proud we will stand, together we'll fight Children of fyre unite Bound by the oath, foregather to strike Until the last child of fyre will rise Will you taste the flame ...