With a sword in my hand
I wish to cross the way to freedom
Feel the cold wind in my face
My heart wants to be new again
Genesis of hate
This war ground will be spotted with blood
The blood of our enemies
Waiting for us in oblivion
Scream for your freedom, warrior
Make them kneel decapitated before you
Feel the hate running in your veins
You have a pride to honor
We will rise covered with blood
For hate guiding our hearts
Swords shining in the sun
We are the warlords
Let the blood of our enemies
Color the warpath
And make it guide us to the way back home
To the arms of who wait for us
No matter where
