Free Sons and Bloody Daughters

Your pride will be cut down

Kneel before your king

Take the Sacred Serpent between your lips

We will raise a new generation

A generation of free sons, and bleeding daughters

We will polish the tombs

Polished into new homes, drink up blood like water

Give up your will unto your God

Take the Sacred Oath in your flesh and bone

We are breeding a new race

A race of free sons, and bleeding daughters

We will fly our banner on high

We will drown, drown in blood like water