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