By the power of our father's rusty swords We are standing proud and strong Under banner and king our soil Drinks blood of the enemy From here we see through the raven's eyes We ride the winds of north And from cups of silver we drink from The dragon's blood
Standing tall STAND TALL To fight them all FIGHT THEM ALL For Dragonisle
Through the Seven winds of Wrath we Called Called up to the gods With steel at our sides we defend the dragonisle Baptised in the dragon's blood We hail our king with pride And in the fire, for aye one with the king