Lyrics:

From the heart of Lymhurst, where the banners fly,
We march through the mist ‘neath a crimson sky.
Axes gleam in the breaking dawn,
To claim the lands where no man’s gone.
Through cursed swamps and forests black,
The earth trembles as we attack.
Steel meets claw, we pay the price,
Our blood, the toll, for paradise

Ironborn, we rise and fall,
To Albion’s edge, we heed the call
Through hostile lands, our fate is sown,
Lymhurst’s strength, the world shall know

Beasts emerge from the shadow’s grip,
Their howls of rage, the battleship.
Through choking fog and venom’s sting,
We fight for the crown of a ruthless king.
Flames consume, but we endure,
Our will unyielding, bold and pure.
One step closer to the throne we crave,
Each inch we take, another grave

Ironborn, we rise and fall,
To Albion’s edge, we heed the call
Through hostile lands, our fate is sown,
Lymhurst’s strength, the world shall know

Hanzodia