Here and now, we make our stand against the wind, toward new sand through misty fens I retrace my step to find hall of ages amiss
white crown-ed waves, lapping the shore on sands of the west, we shall wage our war dragonships cleaving the seas they bestride valiant Geat, King of the tides
O, son of Ecgtheow Champion for Danes cross the vast waters to slay the beast grasp your sword defend our hall alone you stand glorious hero of lore
(solo- Justin)
Grieving the lost, battle-brave thanes hewn by the claw, lives lost in vain boldness in heart, steel in hand quench thirst for blood of this land
Fiery eyes gleam up from the moor at fates command, ye weild the sword harpstrings have sung the legend and lay Eons untold shall recall this day
The claw of woe, by bare hands torn symbol of hope, sheer might of man hero born of distant land with might of Oak, iron grip his handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
