Our forest still dirty with Christian blood
It's not enough to those fools
How many battles will we have to fight so that they learn
Drink the blood of the enemy with the breeze
Of the hills in my face, after fighting with
Fervor against the Christian plague
Let my roar echoes and warn
My pagan brothers against these tyranny
Pagan Pride
With our bravery in harmony and the spirit of mother earth guiding us
We'll overcome
We'll make them understand the real meaning of being pagan
Keeping the flame alive, loyalty and the words
Of mother earth, we'll make them run
Away, or pay with their lives
At the end, raise our Boltahorn with Mjod and
Taste the victory with battle
Alongside Thor, we'll cry out the glory of such conquer
Pagan Pride
With our bravery in harmony and the
Spirit of mother earth guiding us, we'll overcome
We'll make them understand the
Real meaning of being pagan
Pagan Pride
