Schwur [English translation]

Swords, bodies

Breathless images that are spellbound in the mind

Stabs, hits, suspense

Burned on the skin

Here it is on fire, a place of refuge

Where I can always be found calm

Before the grimaces, idols, and lightning

That the war god sent me

Like from brooding in turmoil

I am lifted by a death blow

Yet I saw every eye

"Observe!" was demanded

Ice touches softly affects the senses

When the dead voices speak

"Be the bearer of these rings

Carry them home, don't forget me!"

I swore to them

My words are the world

This strength keeps me going

I swore to them

This magic continues to urge me on

On the path to victory and failure

I swore to them

I restlessly ride through the lands

There, where the ring points to

And I now feel every band

The redemption promised to me

And there I see these eyes

From the origins of man

It seems he doesn't trust the sight

Because he recognized the rings

I was once obsessed with that

He carried the war's curse

I want to break the strength of these rings

I have searched for a long time

He stole them long ago

And he brought war here

I first must destroy them

And then peace can come