My Ancestors' Blood - Ensiferum

Not just for victory

Not just to crush your enemy

Not just for heir to be

But for this moment and to fight the injustice…

It was written long ago

This is what I’ve been told

An army came across the sea

To conquer this low land

The lured with their lives

Shouted «peasant, kneel or die!»

Outnumbered, undaunted

War cry rose to the skies

On the homeland of the raven

Where the eagles scream at daybreak

And the clang and clash of armies

Beautiful the strife for conquest

Rains came over to the north

Floods of lies to drown the old gods

A storm rose within the hearts of the enslaved

Ode for my ancestors' blood

The seer foresaw the curse from above

Like a roar of approaching giant horde

In the moors and in the marshes

On the borders of the woodlands

The marched like approaching giant horde

When I yield my life forever

Bravely will I fall in battle

Fall upon the field of glory

Beautiful to die in armour