Winds of pain, blowing silent and cold
The curse of the evil storm
It's full of lies, trickery and deceive
All we know, won't be-e the same
The soldiers of light, are standing in pride
The battle of doom, will rage in the night
Cry out for the lost, and stand on the hills
We are thousands and more!
Great honor, and valiant glory
Knight legions, of breitenhold
Dark forces, will fall in hundreds
Hail legions, of breitenhold
Follow me to the end of the world
Where the evil belongs in their void
And crush their souls with light of the gods
By the thundering prayers of steel
Ride with the valkyries blessing, and never forget who we are
The flame of metal is burning, and we are the keepers of steel
Death cannot stop us we rise from the grave in revenge
Hear the battlecry
Side by side we stand on burning fields
Marching to death (death death...)
Follow me to victory and fight!
Into death or glory now, it's time!
To honor the gods of steel, berserk
Go wild like a wind of blood, and bring 'em
A merciless slaughter!
Breitenhold - the king of steel and freedoms light, the metal lord
Breitenhold - the servant of the thunder gods, in firestorms