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Forger forged up in the sky sparks fell down at the seaside Let's go, brothers, gather them to forge the swords for ourselves Forge the swords for ourselves from the nine kinds of steel then go to the land of Jods to chop up all the sons of Jods Perkons rode across the sky spoke the words severe spoke the words severe rod of iron in his hand Perkon, show no mercy for our enemies! Foreign lords, men of war tread the land of fathers mine summer will set in, Perkons will arrive and you'll all be struck to pieces Perkon, show no mercy for our enemies! Brothers, let's cut our swords crosswise in the oak crosswise the branches, crosswise the roots crosswise we'll ride through the war Aus Songtexte Mania