Sign Of Fighters' Storm

Before my time has come to die and departI'll breathe for this thundering hate in my heartNo day or night not a moment shall I restFor the voice of my blood is the echo of this questThe essence of purity of power and of strengthIn blood and valour we all must defendTo struggle and to die for this soil is the coreOf our inner raging fire to continue the warGlaring, shining and flaming higherFighters eyes embraced by fireBy the light of the moon from the sky aboveRevealed is a sign of fighters' stormIn the darkness of the woods an fighters' oath is swornA gestalt of a wolf a sign of werewolves' returnThe rite of predators is storming through the hallsOur howl of fullmoon to mark our enemies' fallIn remembrance of a golden age in historyOf mesmerizing splendour a time of supremacyOur marching ranks revived by a bond of loyaltyTo become a spearhead to prevent this Nordic tragedyGlaring, shining and burning brighterTurned at the sky the eyes of fighterThe wheel of sun is rising before meOn my knees I'll greet it's golden blaze of glory