Wappen Songtext / Lyric

They raise their fists into the sky

Many didn't suffice to bring the death to some of them

They prayed to gods they died with pride

Some of them sufficed to bring the death to all

Their swords drilled into their skull

The blades were hungry and now have to be sharpened

And freed from strange blood

Which is precious for the clairvoyance

The barbarians prepare

To leave now

To get closer

To their aim