3. Battle Metal A name uttered with fear No smile, no tears They'll crush your skull with a blow And pile them in a row The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds In a smithy high up in the skies On an anvil honour, with a hammer of blood The Four Winds pounded Battle Metal! As the battle rages the dearest to you, you hold in your hand – and stick in their lungs! An iron gaze of a hawk Out of sight they stalk Their arrows cut the air an they fly Death from the sky Thunder in their eyes A riding demise Storming over the men on the field Breaking their shield Take this sign into your heart and be brave Let it lead you to your glory or your grave Today! Hear me, my warriors Soldiers from all the edges of the world Let us join our forces To an army, united Four winds will guide us The Heart of Turisas will lead our way Our drums echo: Forward march Our horns cry for victory Boldest of them all They've answered the call Their arms were strenghtened by the work of their swords They'll march till they fall The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds In a smithy high up in the skies On an anvil honour, with a hammer of blood The Four Winds pounded перевод: 'Боевой метал' (Alex Thorn) »