There lieth a land by savagery scarred Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud There lieth a land of forest and fell Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell There layeth a law 'pon soils untilled Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield There layeth a law for dread to allay Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed There breaketh a bond by treachery's hand Distant the minds of marble, from land There breaketh a bond, for devils await Set upon pastures as vermin or flame Yielding the March Law Never to stand Yielding the March Law By treachery's hand! There dieth a land by poison ingest Poured from a vessel of marble afresh There dieth a land of vigour bereft Drained by the yielding of law, we rest Yielding the March Law Never to stand Yielding the March Law By treachery's hand!