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Now surely 'tis gruesome To gaze all around, When bloodred through heaven Drives cloudrack o'er head; Air soon shall be deep hued With dying men's blood When this our spaedom Comes speedy to pass. So cheerily chant we Charms for the young king, Come maidens lift loudly His warwinning lay; Let him who now listens Learn well with his ears, And gladden brave swordsmen With bursts of war's song. NOW SURELY TIS GRUESOME TO GAZE ALL AROUND WHEN BLOOD RED THROUGH HEAVEN DRIVES CLOUD RACK O'ERHEAD AIR SOON SHALL BE DEEP EWED WITH DYING MEN'S BLOOD WHEN THIS OUR SPADEM COME SPEEDY TO PASS SO CHEERILY CHANT WE CHARMS FOR THE YOUNG KING COME MAIDENS LIFT LOUDLY HIS WAR WINNING LAY LET HIM WHO NOW LISTENS LEARN WELL WITH HIS EARS AND GLADDEN BRAVE SWORDSMEN WITH BURST OF WAR SOUL
ss bite hard! Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof. Woof erst for king youthful Foredoomed as his own, Forth now we will ride, Then through the ranks rushing Be busy where friends Blows blithe give and take. Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof, After that let us steadfastly Stand by the brave king; Then men shall mark mournful Their shields red with gore, How Swordstroke and Spearthrust Stood stout by the prince. Wind we, wind swiftly Our warwinning woof; When sword-bearing rovers To banners rush on, Mind, maidens, we spare not One life in the fray! We corse-choosing sisters Have charge of the slain. Now new-coming nations That island shall rule. Who on outlying headlands Abode ere the fight; I say that King mighty To death now is done, Now low before spearpoint That Earl bows his head. Soon over all Ersemen Sharp sorrow shall fall, That woe to those warriors Shall wane nevermore; Our woof now is woven. Now battle-field waste, O'er land and o'er water War tidings shall leap. CRASH AND HELM NOW ARROW ON HARDNESS BIND WIND WE WIND SWIFTLY OUR WAR WINNING WOLF WOLF ERST FOR KING YOUTHFUL FOREDOOMED AS HIS OWN FORTH NOW WE WILL RIDE THEN THROUGH THE RANKS RUSHING BE BUSY WHERE FRIENDS BLOWS BLITHE GIVE AND TAKE WIND WE WIND SWIFTLY OUR WAR WINNING WOOF AFTER THAT LET US STEADFASTLY STAND BY THE BRAVE KING THEN MEN SHALL MARK MOURNFUL THEIR SHIELDS RED WITH GORE OUR SWORD STROKE AND SPEAR THRUSTS STOOD STOUT BY THE PRINCE WIND WE WIND SWIFTLY OUR WAR WINNING ROOF WHEN SWORD BEARING ROVERS THE BANNERS RUSH ON MIND MAIDENS WE SPARE NOT ONE LIFE IN THE FRAY WE COARSE CHOOSING SISTERS HAVE CHARGE OF THE SLAIN NOW NEW COMING NATIONS THAT ISLAND SHALL RULE WHO ON OUTLYING HEADLANDS ABODE ERE THE FIGHT I SAY THAT KING MIGHTY TO DEATH NOW IS DONE NOW LO BEFORE SPEAR POINT THAT EARL BOWS HIS HEAD SOON OVER ALL IRSEMEN SHARP SORROW SHALL FALL THAT WOE TO THOSE WARRIORS SHALL WANE NEVERMORE OUR WOOF NOW IS WOVEN NOW BATTLEFIELD WASTE OR LAND NOR WATER OR TIDING SHALL LEAP
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