Carmina Bellica کے بول

Upon the pinions of the wind A call is carried forth And sets our banners high Fills our hearts with pride! Swear the warrior's oath On the shrine of the war-god Carve runes upon your sword And enemy hearts alike! Songs of war signs my sword Sound the charge � we go to war! Songs of war and glories old Shall be rsung in our halls! We stand beleaguered by foes and fire Courage still in our eyes Phalanx, hold the line! Men of Hyperborea Your time is come to ride Lo! Your grim gods are aligned Pon the ramparts of the sky! Songs of war signs my sword Sound the charge � we go to war! Songs of war and glories old Shall be rsung in our halls! "Show them Hyperborean might O pride of the empire! Today the field shall be thine Bring them to their knees! Crush their idols to the ground Ride their armies down! Let us take up the cry: Vae Victis!"