Unconquerable spirit, true to the power of the mind

No one can oppose your will

Like eagles proudly we soar, with superfluous perception

Only then may we be our own creators

Angry at all lamb souls, with lightening speed, straight at aim we wage war

Take your prey

I shall show you the consummating death

To die before enlightenment which surely be the sword thrust of a hundred enemies

Better to die in battle then squander a great soul

Thus the cold conscience of the true higher man

We would seem as madmen leaving the smoking fires that consume our sacrifices

But then our enemies should choke on the ashes of their own

Defiant and considering, bold and unconquerable