Dare them to fight upon the morning field

To join in battle under the sun

Stout men mounted on armour'd steeds

Awaiting fair triumph or to join with the gods

Longing for morn, the our of play

To join in battle under the sun

Eternal fame to those who live through the day

And no death shall dishonour the brave



We redden'd our swords

They bit the flesh like a wolverine's jaws

Tempting our fate on the fields were our fathers fell

A display of power that none had e'er beheld

We shed blood

Dare them to fight upon the morning field

To join in battle under the sun

Stout men mounted on armour'd steeds

Awaiting fair triumph or to join with the gods

Longing for morn, the our of play

To join in battle under the sun

Eternal fame to those who live through the day

And no death shall dishonour the brave