Seas that gird the world entire
Surf that swells against the tide
Dark and fearsome is your power
Purge us of our pagan blight

Warlike Virgin lead us onward
Peace and comfort we do scorn
In your name, we wield our weapons
Christ will pay the soldiers’ coin

Demons howling in the darkness
Where prophetic dogs do bite
Wild hunts o’er the hill-fort speeding
Boding doom for all mankind

Wendish warriors pursuit giving
Sailing ’cross the northern brine
Racibor’s ferocious legions
Fiends and serpents rage entwinеd

Konungahella, Konungahella
Blood and combat, gold and glory!
Konungahella, Konungahеlla
Set a northward course, my lads!
Konungahella, Konungahella
’Tis the day the gods deal death!
Father, son and holy spirits
All contained in Triglav’s head!
Seas that gird the world entire
Waves that pound the sand like fists
As we sail on ever northward
In beguiling mermaid mist

Konungahella, Konungahella
Blood and combat, gold and glory!
Konungahella, Konungahella
Set a northward course, my lads!
Konungahella, Konungahella
’Tis the day the gods deal death!
Father, son and holy spirits
All contained in Triglav’s head!

Holy relics seized by Sigurd
Will now hang upon our gates
To thwart prophets and apostles
Raising crosses in our midst

Konungahella, Konungahella
Blood and combat, gold and glory!
Konungahella, Konungahella
Set a northward course, my lads!
Konungahella, Konungahella
’Tis the day the gods deal death!
Father, son and holy spirits
All contained in Triglav’s head!
Gods and fortune granted favours
We bring news of fruitful raiding
Let slaves be to worship driven
Hail the gods and House of Griffin!

Konungahella, Konungahella
Blood and combat, gold and glory!
Konungahella, Konungahella
Set a northward course, my lads!
Konungahella, Konungahella
’Tis the day the gods deal death!
Father, son and holy spirits
All contained in Triglav’s head!