I must swing my axe, my brothers at my side

Feeding on our own fear, passions running high

Fleeing not a choice, better to fight and die



In the shield wall we stand

To defend our land

Holding on ‘til the end



Brace the storm and keep the shining blades at bay

Fight to let our kingdom live another day

Heed the old ones cries, we mustn’t let them down

We will slaughter them to keep them from the crown



In the shield wall we stand

To defend our land

Holding on ‘til the end



Flanas gesecad me

Egg Beatad me

Beornas Wieldad me

Cyningas sind genered durh me



Iren gewundad me

Waepan Derjad me

Cempa Teorad me

Cynedom is gewered durh me



In the shield wall we stand

To defend our land

Holding on ‘til the end