A griffin banner - touching the sky
Aim your muskets - hold your line
Attack the masses - we got the strength
Cannon fire - can't scare us now

An army of blue and yellow march on for the enemy
Armed with strongest rapiers, muskets, pikes and rounds
Defeat the hostile enemy, defeat the hostile town
Feed the total army of stolen food and grain

A griffin banner - touching the sky
Aim your muskets - hold your line
Attack the masses - we got the strength
Cannon fire - can't scare us now

Charles The 12th has no regrets
He has his guns, he has his faith
Charles The Great, The Northern King
Command his men, to the fucking end

Rapiers - muskets - pikes - rounds
Glory - smoke - slaughter - hell