Tsavulafi

March into the darkness
Search for our enemies
They shall be damned in their blood
Follow our mighty lord
If death do us part,
our sword might fly to follow
Make their blood rain
Put them into pain
Build our lord´s reign on the piles of dead
Lord led us to the depth
Fogs over us, roars from deep within

March ! Into the darkness
Hold ! Your swords up high
Slay ! All of your enemies
Hail ! Our mighty lord