Face me evil bastard, smell the hate of angels
   Glory, pride and bloodshed
   Cowards and beholders, rapers of my wisdom
   mix of dust and bones
   Go back to your abyss, Algalord will not fall
   but your heads will soon roll
   Test the blade of heroes, fury of the thunder
   hit my golden shield
  
   So we'll fight against the wind for the glory of the kings
   to defeat the evil enemies
   And we'll ride with our lord for the power and the throne
   in the name of holy thunderforce
  
   Arwald and Aresius with the nordic warrior
   on their way to Hargor
   Chaos and oblivion, turmoil and disorder
   will have now their name
   The last fallen heroes will defeat your forces
   Thousand spirits calling
   On the furthest mountain I will see your fire
   quenched by holy frost!
  
   So we'll fight against the wind for the glory of the kings
   to defeat the evil enemies
   And we'll ride with our lord for the power and the throne
   in the name of holy thunderforce