Harjaz

Germania in chains, ravaged by wars
Life and death, governed by steel

In these times resistance is spawned
it's grimness corresponding to the land

Death prevails on moonless nights
When men are turned to wolves
With blackened shields and swords
Harjaz from the underworld

The end is near when the night is black
and hailstorms scourge the land
When demonic warriors arise
Ghosts without a past

Eradication is at hand
When terror fills their hearts
and an icecold staggering gale
will carry their souls away
Rising from the soil like fog
Demise lurking in the dark
Warriors of Teutonic blood
Sworn to the gods of war

Germania unchained, eager for war
Their demise, delivered by steel