Wolfanger - Red Striped Sails

The wind blows to the southwest
As the call to arms
Alluring rustle of the leaves
It's a sign of militant forces
That will lead me into the distance
Straight to the cradle of the son
Of other gods
The Holy gifts that brought to him
At soon it will be ours
And let the price is blood and violence
No matter why!
All ships are ready
And we are linked
With waves of northen sea

BLOW THE HORNS!

We'll bring the untold riches from the distant lands
On the hundreds ships with the Red Striped Sails!
Follow us in dreams and sacrifice to the thunder gods!
For the triumphant return of the Red Striped Sails!

Pagan gods will lead us through the storm
The eye of north accompanies the sons of frost
We wanna blood, and we will get it
At any price, so you can feel it!
We carry wrath across the oceans to the fields
Where growing the seeds of war
And die our enemies!

And rivers flow
With tears and blood
From the veins of cowards
That try to hide
Or run from the battlefield
When arrows fly so high
They must suffer
They will die
When we are raised our swords
Into the night sky
BLOW THE HORNS!

We'll bring the untold riches from the distant lands
On the hundreds ships with the Red Striped Sails!
We long for death in battle, to see all-father's face
And tell about the hundreds ships with Red Striped Sails!
We are the swords of war, and that's our destiny
Those raids will never stop, for gold and victory!