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