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Fire of Baited BloodGraven faces gather in the hallMessengers bring word from the shore Ill winds behind hostile sails Black wings approach beyond the pale Fire of baited blood A hearth of ancient stone We must resist, hold fast to this To keep the spoils of Rome Fell serpents slink through the reeds Outriders hunt them unseen The lord wills bring victory with speed Bannermen give pledge on bended knee Fire of baited blood A hearth of ancient stone We must resist, hold fast to this To keep the spoils of Rome Break the chains of fear Prepare the course for war Make no retreat, repeat the feat Of fathers gone before May your blade be swift and just to the end Take our hopes, in you we trust to defend Win this fight and send them back to the sea Let them spread the fame of our mastery Defend! Fire of baited blood A hearth of ancient stone We must resist, hold fast to this To keep the spoils of Rome Break the chains of fear Prepare the course for war Make no retreat, repeat the feat Of fathers gone before Defend! |