Tsavulafi

March into the darkness 
Search for our enemies 
They shall be damned in their blood 
Follow our mighty lord 
If death do us part, 
our sword might fly to follow 
Make their blood rain 
Put them into pain 
Build our lord´s reign on the piles of dead 
Lord led us to the depth 
Fogs over us, roars from deep within 

March ! Into the darkness 
Hold ! Your swords up high 
Slay ! All of your enemies 
Hail ! Our mighty lord