Forefather - Last Of The Line lyrics

Man your walls or flee For this time we pay no fee Hear our last reply May you answer with no retreat Bow your heads down low For the rule of the marshland king Stir the land awake For a tale the bards will sing See the storm rise across the sea Raven curse come to harry our shores They will not see the English flee Rally with your king from the isle of sanctuary Sons of Wess** fly! To secure our history Send the heralds forth for our loyalties to bind Righteous laws I vow for the sake of all our kind See the storm rise across the sea Raven curse come to harry our shoes They will not see the English flee Rise the great you are duty bound Grand defender, the bane of the Danes Turn the tidings at Ethandune Foolish is he who shuns understanding Forsaking his task in this world Longing to reach the true honorable life Leave my memory in noble works See the storm rise across the sea Raven curse come to harry our shoes They will not see the English flee Rise the great you are duty bound Grand defender, the bane of the Danes Spread the tidings of Ethandune