Grunwald (Anno Satanae 1410)

In Nomine Patri
Fili
Spiritus Sancti
Die

Two swords are the wages of sin
Enslave the east and all within
We ride like devils through the mist
We bear the cross with iron fist

With iron fist!

Grunwald
Grunwald
Grunwald
Anno Satanae 1410

I see the mighty clash of eighty-thousand men
I hear the king of murder laughing in the hells
I smell the taint of blood exploding in the air
I feel the deathly touch of sabre, bolt and spear

The eagle falters, his horses turn to flee
I cut the infidel with fury and with glee
I slay the righteous for my faith has made me blind
I see their ranks implode before me

Charge!

Grandmaster! We go to the fray
To penitence and death!
The rumbling guns, the wrath of God
Behold, the terror of men!

A curse upon Jagiello!
He will fall before his savage kin
And the hounds of Vytautas
They will perish for their sin!

Slava!

Stand to, regain your courage!
We are reborn invincible!
Jelal-ad-Din! Unleash your arrows!
We rush to aid our fallen men!

The wrath of God shall turn against the order!
We'll desecrate their bloody feast!
They send assassins to penetrate the forest!
Their desperation does not cease!

They mass like serpents
The serpents gather at their feet
We will envelop them
Like flies upon the beast!

O sons of Litva!
Reclaim your honour!
Perkunas quickens us
We howl into the terror!
We'll suffer death before

Defeat!