Battle-Call
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Battle-Call
Chorus: Hearken, now hear the horns are calling Listen now listen, loudly they blow Hearken, now hear the horns are calling Listen now listen, your liege-lord has need. The raven rides on wrathful wings-- Black wings, and beacons of baleful doom Flash and flicker, flame on the mountains. Hateful the howl of the hoary wolf Feasting on friend and foe alike. Chorus Many the men in the mead-hall gather, Called by their king, called by duty. Word-bound brethren, bold without fear Answer sworn oaths, all remember To liege and lord and land their pledge. Chorus Shoulder shields now and sharpen bright blades. Against ancient evil, iron and steel-- Helm and hauberk, hale to keep them. Bold the banner, borne high and proud Midrealm's Dragon, dauntless it flies. Chorus Rise now, rise up, ride to battle, Fear no foemen, fear no evil, Brandish fierce blades; our banner flies now. Hear the horncall, heed its music: Forth now, dear friends, to the field of war! Chorus |
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