Do you remember, the first son and king,
Longshanks we call him, death he will bring,
As we see him coming, we running for our lives,
At the end of the day, we pay for their lies.
Listen my friend, his name carved in stone,
The sun burned my skin, no fear we show.
Raise your swords high,
Hammer of the Scots!
Like thunder from the sky,
Hammer of the Scots!
hold your flags up high,
Hammer of the Scots!
we are born to die...
He overcomes our land, steals our dream,
Of freedom and peace, he invites us to scream,
For all the dead corpses, he leaves behind,
A killing machine, with anger in mind.
Watch out my friend, see the flag of hate.
Run for your life, it's your final fate.
Raise your swords high,
Hammer of the Scots!
Like thunder from the sky,
Hammer of the Scots!
hold your flags up high,
Hammer of the Scots!
we are born to die...
