Текст песни Emerald Night - Берсерк

The heart does not know pity
It contains the songs of the cruel North!
The beast doesn’t smell in a furious rage
The heat of the frosty wind.
The beast is nibbling its shield!
Black braids curl with snakes,
The snow crunches under the foot
Flooded with rivers of tears ...

He goes, he sings a song
An angry laugh is terrifying.
He goes, he brings death to everyone,
Throw chain mail in the snow!
He goes, he sings a song
Unnecessary armor has long been dropped.
He goes, he brings death to everyone,
The snow melts his breath.
Berserk!

Viking sword will be painted
In the color of the sunset sky.
Cutting off the rage
Fate reaping sickle.
And when your thread breaks
And the last fog will fall
It has been waiting for you for a long time, it won’t wait
The enemy is crimson from wounds!