Bellum Germanicum

In memory of the Germanic tribes whose spirit still burns in me, And will never fade
 away, hail to thee
 "Bezit sterft, families sterven
 Jijzelf zult sterven als zij
 Maar één ding weet ik, dat eeuwig leeft
 De heldenroem van de dode."
 From this grey land of mist and rain
 Batavian blood still flows through my veins
 Barbarism, is what I adore
 Time after time, it leads me to war.
 "Veni, vidi, vici..."
 Is what you said old Roman emperor
 Ik kwam, ik zag en overwon
 Is what we say today... ha ha
 Reunited Germanic tribes
 Proud and strong, like we've never been away.
 Batavieren, Eburonen,
 Nerviërs, Friezen en Teutonen,
 Verenigt u en sta als één
 Want angst, dat kennen wij voor geen!
 Germanic tribes unite your forces
 Take up your arms and ride your horses
 Raise your swords engraved with (mighty) runes
 Perpare yourselves when you hear the battle tunes
 Impetuous, stormy and combative
 Will lead us to apocalyptic violence
 Totally controlled by a blind pugnacity
 Yes, that will be the "Bellum Germanicum"
 Just after that we will be free
 Oh... "Bellum Germanicum"... finally
 Ik kwam, ik zag en overwon
 Is what we say today... ha ha
 Reunited Germanic tribes
 Like we've never been away!
 "Bellum Germanicum"