Chant to the Valburg Night-
Blazes of fire
Summoned goddesses
Cold and dark moon
Reveled wisdom
Torches rise
Masks uncovered
Arrogant hearts sing
Ruin, perdition and rust
Chain mails show up
Swords are unsheathed
Shield will be broken
Spears will be splintered
In the darkest night
With a heart set on fire
The fires will be lighten up
The soul will be overwhelmed
May the hour be accomplished
May the absents reunited
I sing for the ones that are here
Like a tribe it will be
Mystery of mysteries
Are this veiled letters
Who understands them
Understand the whispers
To the most dark goddess
My heart is ready
My courage and faith renewed
To the three times burned
Mead sing and laughter
Offerings will be stored
In this night party
Heads will be cut off
May the storm start
May the ruin continues
There are no chants of war
Only peace purified