Song | The Shield-Wall |
Artist | Forefather |
Album | Ours Is The Kingdom |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
When the fiends have come there is nowhere to hide | |
I must swing my axe, my brothers at my side | |
Feeding on our own fear, passions running high | |
Fleeing not a choice, better to fight and die | |
In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Brace the storm and keep the shining blades at bay | |
Fight to let our kingdom live another day | |
Heed the old ones' cries, we mustn't let them down | |
We will slaughter them to keep them from the crown | |
In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Flanas gesecaþ me | |
Ecga beataþ me | |
Beornas wieldaþ me | |
Cyningas sind genered þurh me | |
Iren gewundaþ me | |
Wæpen deriaþ me | |
Cempa teoraþ me | |
Cynedom is gewered þurh me | |
In the shield-wall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end . |
When the fiends have come there is nowhere to hide | |
I must swing my axe, my brothers at my side | |
Feeding on our own fear, passions running high | |
Fleeing not a choice, better to fight and die | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Brace the storm and keep the shining blades at bay | |
Fight to let our kingdom live another day | |
Heed the old ones' cries, we mustn' t let them down | |
We will slaughter them to keep them from the crown | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Flanas geseca me | |
Ecga beata me | |
Beornas wielda me | |
Cyningas sind genered urh me | |
Iren gewunda me | |
W pen deria me | |
Cempa teora me | |
Cynedom is gewered urh me | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end . |
When the fiends have come there is nowhere to hide | |
I must swing my axe, my brothers at my side | |
Feeding on our own fear, passions running high | |
Fleeing not a choice, better to fight and die | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Brace the storm and keep the shining blades at bay | |
Fight to let our kingdom live another day | |
Heed the old ones' cries, we mustn' t let them down | |
We will slaughter them to keep them from the crown | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end | |
Flanas geseca me | |
Ecga beata me | |
Beornas wielda me | |
Cyningas sind genered urh me | |
Iren gewunda me | |
W pen deria me | |
Cempa teora me | |
Cynedom is gewered urh me | |
In the shieldwall we stand to defend our land | |
Holding on till the end . |