Guardians of the ForestnWarriors of the fognSent by the elders, the wisenDefenders of Old fieldsnTo fight against the foennGathered in the forestnPreparing their armsnTogether they stand for valhallnLords of the wolvesn‘till the day of crucial warnnyears went bynwhen their fiend was bannednland and honour were freenthey gathered in fynn’s tavernnconferred about what has to be donento protect their country knowinglynthat the enemy will turn backnthey decided to call the ancient onesnwho are resting in the woodsnnI call you, awake now, you brave onesnDwellers of the fognRaise your swords an fight againstnThe ones who attack us, at oncennGuardians of the ForestnWarriors of the fognSent by the elders, the wisenDefenders of Old fieldsnTo fight against the foennGathered in the forestnPreparing their armsnTogether they stand for valhallnLords of the wolvesn‘till the day of crucial warnnTravelling through the ancientnWoods waiting for the final callnNo one will be spared, when daynOf war has comennOnce by gone an eranThe dwellers of the fognWith our fathers they stoodnSide by side as in tales it’s toldnnWith horses formed by wrathnAnd blades made of firenWhen they call for battlenNo enemy will survivennWhen they call for battlenNo enemy will survivennGuardians of the ForestnWarriors of the fognSent by the elders, the wisenDefenders of Old fieldsnTo fight against the foennGathered in the forestnPreparing their armsnTogether they stand for valhallnLords of the wolvesn‘till the day of crucial war