Burn the flags out, back to the darkness
Think that's one of a kind?
Wohoe! We're going for the witches night
Music empirical, the odd bard, dragonheart
Big stouts rock ahead!
Rohem! The elvendragon lair
Fire! All the flames we decimate fears
Going down to kill those creatures
Stream of words, heathenry, magic

We are the monsters, the tragic bow raiders
Walk the roads and we fight pain
We wait one moment in the sky
We are the pagan leagues of tomorrow
To pagan rules we learn the fires of purity
There is no easy way out
The elven legions of the rise!

Hear the rhythm wist, flowing to legend
Six dutches fly in the night
We are casting a spell on you
From love of combat, that's how it all starts
We are the one's left alive
We are, the elven riders here!
Fire, we'll be gusting the mountain, but prior
That rolling hero's legion
Like tomorrow in the dawn we rise at the edge of

We are the monsters, the tragic bow raiders
Walk the roads and we fight pain
We wait one moment in the sky
We are the pagan leagues of tomorrow
To pagan rules we learn the fires of purity
There is no easy way out
The elven legions of the rise!

We are the elvenkings
We guard with secrecy
A door that found you here
Ready to ride
We ally with the elf
Now the pagan legions roam around the world