Frostland

From the fields 
Of given blood 
Walking home from 
The fight already won 

We spread 
The pestilence 
To the crowd 
Screaming for mercy 

We carry the crown 
Back to the throne 
Of our fathers 
Oh, frostland 
We crushed their houses 
Build on your pure land 

No man can disgrace 
Your name 
Their fathers deeds 
Revenged by our hands 
We are the righteous ones 
To behold your crown 

Bleeding in the eternal frost 
Frostland our Fatherland