Deep in the night, wrapped by the stars

could see the torches burning bright

the shine struck fear into the hearts

of the enemies who prayed to their god

Over the years the flames have died down

a corrupt god has subjugated wills

for centuries the darkness has prevailed

but a little spark is about to burn

Torches will rise

to announce our return

the fire burns

deep in our souls

Torches will rise

to bring fear again

old pagan gods

will fight by our side

We are waving heathen flags against the cross

hammers, swords and horns are rising in the air

the message will be spread all around the world

their lies could not hide our strong pagan roots

Hold your hammer high and fight this war with us

our intelligence is our armor against the lies

let the fire burn under everyone's sight

the truth must be known, the glory will come

Torches will rise

to announce our return

the fire burns

deep in our souls

Torches will rise

to bring fear again

old pagan gods

will fight by our side