Текст песни Nar Mattaru - Гимн войны

The song of the wind, hear the sounds of battle,
Will rush through the gates of gray clouds,
Go through life as the razor's edge,
Burn, kill, time is your choice is.

I run like the wind, laughing to death.
The evil forces of darkness my knowledge.
Black Steel sprinkled blood
In the merciless glare of the fire fight.

We pray to Odin - the god of war,
We thirst for blood his soul.
The enemy does not break through the black steel wall
We even Death does not grant peace.

In your horse's mane snow and wind,
Black Steel is on your side.
Because you came out of the battle and battle you mchishsya
And with the Spirits of Death standing on a par!