Paroles de 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