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Victory is upon us and the bold pretender repelled

The sorry souls of the enemy by our will are routed and cwelled

Now is the time for merriment though peril and pain is ahead

So drink to our martial prowess and hail our glorious dead

Gave their lives in the fight

For tribe and their king

Those of us who remain

Shall feast in their name

Deep into time our fighting men fell

That ours might the kingdom still be

Steadfast as stone, the last of the line

Embroiled in a chorus of steel

Sundown is upon us and the enemy is overcome

Their flags and banners in tatters as the golden dragon flies on

This is a time for revelry ere danger rises again

So drink to our martial prowess and praise our valiant dead

Left their blood on the field

For tribe and for king

Brothers here who still live

We feast in their name

Deep into time our fighting men fell

That ours might the kingdom still be

Steadfast as stone, the last of the line

Embroiled in a chorus of steel

Victory is upon us and the bold pretender repelled

The sorry souls of the enemy by our will are routed and cwelled

Now is the time for merriment though peril and pain is ahead

So drink to our martial prowess and hail our glorious dead

Gave their lives in the fight

For tribe and their king

Those of us who remain

Shall feast in their name

Feast in their name

For tribe and for king

Hail!