Curse them! Suromatae
Pitiless slaughterers
Routed we stand
At the edge of oblivion
Ares - Bringer of death
Warlord, God of our ancient enemy
Send your fiery hosts to visit
Death upon our foe
Ares
Guide my blade to terrible victory!
Ares
Send my arrows to pierce their hearts!
Fearless, we face our end
With cold indifference
Mounted, two bodies one
We kill in harmony
Flay them!
Cast their bodies to wingéd predators, earthly scavengers
Take their heads and mount them
In the splendour of your hall
Ares
Guide my blade to terrible victory!
Ares
Send my arrows to pierce their hearts!
Leave regrets behind me
Travel with the wind
My enemies surround me
With final words I cry
To those who stand against me
I’ll return to ash and dust!
Come lead your bastard herd to die
In mercy do I trust!
Lift our bows towards the Gods
We care not if we die!
Hades fills with weaker men
Our killing blows did send
Cohorts here are gathered
In gold and shimmering scale
Our enemies before us
Their slanted faces cold and pale
Earth! Swallow them before us
Sky! Make our serpents fly
War! Grant their army malediction
Falcons! Take us skyward as we fall
Ares
Guide my blade to terrible victory
Ares
Grant them misery, hell for eternity
Ares
Send my arrows to pierce their hearts
