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