Lyrics

Ancient flame rekindled
Fires of hatred a thousand years old
Heathen hearts grown strong
The runes are cast as wolves gather

Howling songs of death and destruction
Howling gealdor of awakening
Among ancient oak and ash
Transformed into beasts driven mad

The great giant of Empire crumbles
Wolves devour Christian flesh
The wód ones strike at the heart the weakling god
Spear in hand they invoke their will

Drowning the whore mother
In the tears of her weeping masses
The Empire of Nothing burns
In that Ancient fire of hostility

They who wear the wolf’s head
Build their monuments of the bones
Of their conquered foe
That enemy a thousand years old