Behold the swarming horde below Strengthen your resolve Grip your steel with growing faith Foresee the fray unfold Banners fly defiantly The totems of the tribe Stubborn pride swells inside The calm before the storm An awe-inspiring sight A bold display of might The zeal we wield will drive The enemy from the field A seething wall of rage A host of souls ablaze The power that flows will smash The spirit of the hated foe The downpour of arrows and of steel The pounding clamour of board on shield Shoulder to shoulder on sacred soil Smouldering passions ready to boil Thriving on fury, driven to kill Aggression sustained by unshakeable will Pillars of prowess, forever to stand Till the steel should fall from our cold, dead hands Morning light defines the lines The thirst for combat builds Dreams of fame and lofty deeds And oaths to be fulfilled Weapons drum their doomful beat The sound of iron on lind A final boast and fervent cry And then the strife begins Sworn to duty till the whirlwind wanes To toil and sweat until the sun descends We'll leave their dead beneath a blackened sky And hail the gods that we endure and abide