Final War - Frost*

IN FALLING NIGHT, IN ETERNAL WINTER,

THROUGH THE PASSES, THE MOONLIGHT

SHINES ON THE WEAPONS OF PAGAN ARMIES

WARRIORS ARE READY, THE WORDS OF THE ANCIENTS

ARE BURNING IN THEIR HEARTS.

FORTIFIED STEEL BY ANCIENT FIRE…

HORSES, WHAT FORTIFIED IN ENDLESS WARS

CARRY THE WARRIORS TO THE FINAL BATTLE,

JUST THE STARS SHOW THE COURSE

THERE ARE NO PAIN, NO FEAR.

GODS OF ENDLESS FIRE, GIVE US,

THAT OUR ARMIES CELEBRATE

THE FEAST OF GLORY,

THE THE SUN WILL RISE,

AND THE GOD

OF CROSSES BLOOD DRY ON THE SWORDS!

IN UNTAMED BATTLES,

FLASHING EYES IN THE STARLIGHT

ARE LOOKING FOR THE DEATH.

THE SKY IS SUNG BY

THE VOICES OF DESTRUCTION… DESTRUCTION

THE ARMS OF MOUNTAINS EMBRACE ME

FOREVER — BLEEDING WOUNDS

GIVE DRINK TO THE WILDS!

THROUGH THE SEAS OF DEATH’S — SMELL CORPSES

OUR LEADER ASCEND TO THE MOON’S THRONE

FORTIFIED STEEL BY ANCIENT FIRE…

THE BLOODRED SHADOW OF MIST, THROW

GLEAMING LIGHT ON OUR SHIELDS!

OUR FIRE — AND ICE — FEEDED SOUL GUARD

THE LEGACY OF ANCIENTS, THROUGH EVERYTHING!