For your honor You will slaughter Every one of your daughters It's you who should be slaughtered Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge it's soiled pride I see a mad man You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their

And no more gods No more pain Release from rotten thoughts Under the ice you will be free Welcome to the slaughterhouse Under the ice you will believe Released from rotten thoughts Remember the oath Try to understand