Routasydän [English translation]

From the permafrost of the land in the north

an iron fist will rise.

The beast will awaken to fight

and to maul its prey.

The opponent will fall into the slushy mudsnow.

Again and again the score will remain in the north.

The net rings, the ice is filled with ermines.

There's a storm in the hell's pit.

There's a permafrost heart in the chest of the beast.

The beating is like iron on the anvil.

Persistence, blood and honor.

The Bothnian Bay and Ostrobothnia.

Many will write their names

in history in Raksila.

The opponent gets stuck in the slushy sleet of the spring

and the boy of the icy north will bring the cup to north.

The net rings, the ice is filled with ermines...

• Artist:Sentenced
• Album:The Coffin