Bulan
lets proudly glisten the warpaint
mari kita dengan bangga berkilauan warpaint
and spikes
dan paku
the knights
Kesatria
they stand
mereka berdiri
over there
di sana
watching in the dark
menonton dalam kegelapan
are fearless
tidak takut
while they think
sementara mereka berpikir
That could be
Itu bisa saja
the last beautiful night.
malam terakhir yang indah
Be willing to die and to kill
Bersedia mati dan dibunuh
the swords, axes and shields
pedang, kapak dan perisai
are shining dreadful in the moonlight
bersinar mengerikan di bawah sinar rembulan
then they raise their fists and scream
Lalu mereka mengangkat tinjunya dan menjerit
their warcry
warcry mereka
Furor Teutonicus
Furor Teutonicus
The horde blows the enemies
Gerombolan itu meniup musuh
the swords are drilled into the bastard´s bodies
Pedang dibor ke tubuh bajingan dan akut
axes chop off and split their heads
sumbu memotong dan membelah kepala mereka
the battle was won
pertempuran dimenangkan
The battlefield
Medan perang
was a sea of blood and pain
adalah lautan darah dan rasa sakit