Albion Born
Dark ages, shrouded days
(Dark ages, shrouded days)
Steeped in our Ancient ways
(Steeped in our Ancient ways)
Cerridwen’s prophets say
(Cerridwen’s prophets say)
“The Morrighan is calling“
(“The Morrighan is calling“)
This fortress of the brave
Spear trenched and battle stained
This sacred, pagan place
Albion is dawning
Cliff forged and cauldron made
This sceptred island raised
Up from a sea of flames
Tempered on the storm’s rim
Yeah
Camp fires and anvil brays
(Camp fires and anvil brays)
Wood smoke in spiral haze
(Wood smoke in spiral haze)
The Mists of Time embrace
(The Mists of Time embrace)
Sacred night is falling
(Sacred night is falling)
Dream on you valiant brave
(Dream on you valiant brave)
Brothers in arms enclave
(Brothers in arms enclave)
Camalus wealds his blade
(Camalus wealds his blade)
With the light of morning
(With the light of morning)
We will fight, do or die
With a fire in our eyes
We the few righteous souls
Stand before you
To a man, every blade
Every battle-ravaged face
Here to fight for we’re Albion Born
Through the fire, burning bright
From the embers of the night
Like a tide we will crash
Down upon you
We are fearless and brave
We will never be enslaved
We the true sons of Albion drawn
To the fight for we’re Albion Born
Hey, yeah
Those who would escalade
(Those who would escalade)
These mountain barricades
(These mountain barricades)
Return as corpses flayed
(Return as corpses flayed)
Boadicea’s warning
(Boadicea’s warning)
On through their flesh we’ll clave
(On through their flesh we’ll clave)
Rivers of blood and vein
(Rivers of blood and vein)
Trample their dead remains
(Trample their dead remains)
Banish to the Four Winds
(Banish to the Four Winds)
We will fight, do or die
With a fire in our eyes
We the few righteous souls
Stand before you
To a man, every blade
Every battle-ravaged face
Here to fight for we’re Albion Born
Through the fire, burning bright
From the embers of the night
Like a tide we will crash
Down upon you
We are fearless and brave
We will never be enslaved
We the true sons of Albion roar
We will fight, do or die
With a fire in our eyes
We the few righteous souls
Stand before you
To a man, every blade
Every battle-ravaged face
Here to fight for we’re Albion Born
Through the fire, burning bright
From the embers of the night
Like a tide we will crash
Down upon you
We are fearless and brave
We will never be enslaved
We the true sons of Albion drawn
To the fight for we’re Albion Born