Jordanes told us the story, yes of Berik! gather all the Ostrogoths and Visigoth! Ride like en arctic storm accros the world gather all the gothic tribes, all the sons of Berik on three ships you sail away a pagan crusade tyrans of the Christian world fear you more than teir god Theodoric, gothic king: "Gog iste gothus est" the flashing spear of the sublime is flying in the air like the fear of the divine the gods are everywhere