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