If you find yourself,
On the tip of an enemy sword,
Pull them close to you,
Look into their eyes and laugh,
Look to the future,
See they, children of the Engla,
Blood of the Land
For a drop of blood,
That falleth to soil,
Means you will live,
In the Land that you love,
Forever!
You will look back,
Be among ancestors,
The Fathers of Albion
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