Thunder and lightning,
The woods against sky
Starlit cold waters
Reflect in blue eyes
Scarlet the sunset,
Pure is our blood
Baptized shores
Await us afar...
Hailed be the Panzer,
Old Faith of Hammer
By Fires and Murder
White Thunder Roars
Burn their temples
Burn to the ground
Allfather of battle
Calls us for War
Plunder and Pillage
Triumph and Conquest
Power and Wisdom
The Will of Our Kind
Hailed be the Panzer
Old Faith of Hammer
By Fires and Murder
White Thunder Roars
White Devils of Glory
The swords against sky
Red be the mornings
By the Blood of the Sons
While twilight comes brown
White is the colour
The only one colour
I'll paint the Night
Hailed be the Panzer,
Old Faith of Hammer
By Fires and Murder
White Thunder Roars
Eternity calls Us
By the voice of Our Blood
The legends still live on
By the Faith of the Sons
Mad is our century
Yet We still believe
Death or Valhalla
Our Weapons and Dreams
Hailed be the Panzer,
Old Faith of Hammer
In the days of Ragnarok
White Thunder Roars
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