Iron, Blood & Blasphemy

Terve Suomi, Isanmaa!
 Your song will echo ever long
 Burnt with pride into our heart
 With honor marked on our souls
 Your blue eyes are the thousand lakes
 Our banner white and blue
 You are clad in white of the winter
 Beauty of the north so true
 And the nights of summer they are bright
 With endless sun among the stars
 And forests vast and cruel
 Breathe the culture of our race
 We are from the Cavalry Town
 Once with name Lapwestrandh
 Once again we will return
 Regain the pagan past
 Every flag will celebrate our sign
 Iron sun wheel of the gods
 We will rid the land of the plague
 Burn the churches to the ground
 Comradeship through iron and blood
 We unite in sacred war
 Our hearts forged unto battle
 Thirsting for the victory
 There is nothing stopping our march
 Black holocaust funeral march
 Terve Suomi, Isanmaa
 With blood and honor, iron and blasphemy