Cut open, the wound ripped the heart and cut the lungs,
red blood shines on the armor, cure it with a cigarette
and burning wine on the chest
crying out a hungry wolf’s howl.
Two eyes with a fierce ferocious stare,spread out
hold a clump of hair and set fire to it,scatter all around
ride to the glorious battlefield, with awild growl dash,
pick up two heads and hurl them up the city wall.
The brothers share three hundred barrels of beer
eat up the ox, eat up the sheep
tomorrow a deadly battle.
Banners flags the drumbeats of death fill the sky, hand-to-hand fighting, rivers of blood flow
raise the battle horn, rouse your spirit,lick your blood and fight again.
Dark sky black earth, dark earth black sky,a thousand fighters ten thousand horses, one lot.
Dig, dig the yellow earth, blow up thesand, bury a million souls.