The glory of your love Is built upon our people's pain And your glory is painted red Of our noble blood you shed. You came and slaughtered odin You came and murdered zeus Our gods became your satan And satan became our god The ancient pride Still burns within us Honour, strength and joy By force we'll purge our soil The wolf, the bear, the raven Still guard the ancient soul The ram will crush your temples The bull will slay your priests Your brought the faith of slavery You crowned the king of slaves You raped and spoiled our beauty But conquered not our hearts The woods became our shelters The caves became our shrines Gidden from the greedy eyes Of our mad, mercyful god