our pride 
 belongs to you 
 our swords 
 will kill for you 
  
 All who stand aganist us 
 are standing against you 
 escort us on our way 
  
 To win this battle  
 guide our swords and shields 
  
 We wade through 
 till the victory is ours 
  
 You are the one who ensures 
 that our men return home proudly 
 you made heroes out of them 
 for they die as heroes 
  
 You are the king the cherusker 
 standing over all kings  
 your strength is what we remember 
 you live in us for all times 
  
 The spirit of the swords 
 forged in pagan flames 
 execute our will