We have learned to live under fear
That we’ll never see our loved ones again
But ideals is the cause of the existence
It’s the only way to live this life with pride
Honor your ancestors even if you die
Don’t betray your holy soil and your fathers pride
With my comrades i stand, fight and die together
We are brothers in this living cold hell
And before the storm - the calm rules in the battlefield
The heavy fire is suddenly unleashed
As the hordes attack
Fearless we are
Fighting for valor and for motherland
In this silent night the enemies shall die
This is the final battle of my life
I hope I’ll die with pride besides my comrades
Purifying myself by a beautiful death
To be remembered, in a glorious myth
And meet with my ancestors in Valhalla
We are left alone in this dark winter night
Enemies we kill in this merciless fight
The memories of glory of ancestors of past
Live within our souls and in our hearts