We sing a grim warning to those who oppose us
We'll spill out your lifeblood, we'll shatter your helms.
The Sun Occidental shall bring you long darkness.
Be wary, young princeling, of the Father of Realms.
Hear the great howl of the Wolf of the Northlands.
Oertha breeds soldiers with fire in their blood.
The heat of war's struggle is springtime in winter
Those whom we fight shall lie dead in the mud.
We sing a grim warning to those who oppose us
We'll spill out your lifeblood, we'll shatter your helms.
The Sun Occidental shall bring you long darkness.
Be wary, young princeling, of the Father of Realms.
Argent and Or are the shields of Cynaugua,
Marked is the center with dark sable hue.
Fierce is the black swan when roused into anger
Run while you're able, 'ere it comes after you.
We sing a grim warning to those who oppose us
We'll spill out your lifeblood, we'll shatter your helms.
The Sun Occidental shall bring you long darkness.
Be wary, young princeling, of the Father of Realms.
Hear of the myst'ry of the land of our making
Shrouded in cloudbanks; all is not what it seems.
When fog has lifted the field shall be littered
With those granted slumber by those who build dreams.
We sing a grim warning to those who oppose us
We'll spill out your lifeblood, we'll shatter your helms.
The Sun Occidental shall bring you long darkness.
Be wary, young princeling, of the Father of Realms.
Long live this sweet land that is the West Kingdom.
Lift up the banners of green and of gold
Our foes are our children to whom we gave freedom
But when they lie fallen we gain glory untold.
We sing a grim warning to those who oppose us
We'll spill out your lifeblood, we'll shatter your helms.
The Sun Occidental shall bring you long darkness.
Be wary, young princeling, of the Father of Realms.
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