On my knees, I kiss the ground and pray To defeat my enemies today. For this, I spill a drop of blood, A small gift for all my pagan gods. Help me crush The ramparts down and be The last thing that my enemies will see. For this, I spill a drop of blood, A small gift for all my pagan gods. I'm pagan and proud! Let me shout it loud! I'm pagan and proud! Let me shout it loud! And if I die, Let it be on the battlefield, Let the others carry me back on my shield, Then, let me burn and help me fly, Give me a star up in the sky.