See and behold how the magnificence of the banner
In the flamming light of torches
Light hearts and beat rythmically
In the lust of battle, mead splashes and ecstasy!
First see between equals a son of the gods
A descendant of blizzards and frost
Settle with the fate of having life on loan
Only as long as the edge does not withstand rust
When dawn bleeds, they fight as brothers
And the sun is red as blood
Like Siegfried on Fafner's lands
Among the dangers, innoncence and betrayal
He keeps his body and his spirit strong
Into the bloody game of honour
And every time he is called by the winds of war
On sail for a journey of flames
He gently caresses his woman's cheek
But with an iron hand he grabs his sword
The blade is pulled, the wolf hour strikes
Forward to glory and death!
In his veins his noble blood flows
He is not afraid to sacrifice his life
His heart is filled with heroism
On way to a new offensive
For those who want to walk in the path of heroes
He does what he has to and can do
He does not fold back, he stands where he does
To fall and die like a man
With the blood it is written to death in life
Become the final judgment of the soul
By the falls of victoriously crowned oak leaves
Fearless he fights in battle
All the glory his deeds has paid off
Must be remembered for ever
The path of a heroes is a difficult one
As few find the end of it
It goes through the blood, through the fire and war
And leads to the grave of heroes
He does not look back, he does not look forward
He starts his last attack
Watch the powerlessness, valkyries call
He kills – on his way to Valhalla!
A hero on his way to Valhalla!