In shadows of war… the blade breathes.
Where blood flows, the warrior remembers.
This is not music.
This is the call of the blood.
Hegh Daq QIb... SuvwI’ Dung... SuvtaH ‘Iw...
reH SuvtaH SuvwI’,
Qu’ Dun wIchavta’!
‘Iwvo’ maQongbe’,
vaj maQap!
SuvtaH ‘Iw!
QaptaHjaj wo’maj!
meQtaH wIq –
batlh maHegh!
pujwI’ Daj – maSuv!
‘oy’be’ ‘uSDu’mey!
HoS wIbach, QI’yaH,
reH batlh wIneH!
wa’… cha’… wej…
QAPLA’! QAPLA’! QAPLA’!
batlh maHegh!
batlh maHegh!
batlh maHegh!
‘Iw HIQ vItlhutlh –
vaj jIchech!
SuvtaH ‘Iw...
SuvtaH ‘Iw!
QaptaHjaj wo’maj!
meQtaH wIq –
batlh maHegh!
BATLH…
MAAAAA…
HEEEEGH!!!
SuvwI’ jIH –
‘Iw vItlhutlh.
vaj jIyIn.