We Shall Prevail

We shall rise, and we Shall hasten

On the paths of our ancestors

We will pick up our broken and rusted swords

And we will pierce them, for the death carrying steel

A tribe will be reborn through the blood

That eternally runs in the sons of Wotan

Forgotten tongue, and forgotten crests

Will be brought back to Earth

Let's arise so that we can step on the paths of

Honor and pride, and to be hailed with praise

The white warrior of Wotan will once again

Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart

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The bastards of the viper Yahweh

will beg for mercy on their knees

We will feed the Earth with their blood

We, the folk of winter and frost

The warriors of the Pagan North

Harden your hearts and bravery

Because the day of our uprising is near

We will revive from the ashes of ancient praise

Which is not forgotten, and not obliterated

We will arise once again, to return praise to our Gods

Swords will shine again, in the light of fire and thunder

The four wings of the Sun will waft upon the paths of our fate

Once again. White children will be proud of their

Fathers and their Mothers

We shall rise, ad we shall hasten

On the paths of honor and pride

White warrior of Wotan folk of water and frost

The white warriors of Wotan will once again

Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart

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