Our folk's path has been long accompanied
By the dreams of a land that has seen an end
For we are the children of the elder gods
Soon they fade, passing from earth's view
Tides of war never stop, the attacks ensue
We watch them fade from farthest shores
Still we fight, for their voice rings true
In our heart, minds, the depths of our core
Shout! Take up your sword and your shield
For our gods we fight, oh gods come twilight
Saxons, Gaels, all your fields bring us yield
