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Music & Lyrics Wulfstan<br /><br />Our lord of warriors eternal glory won<br />By the sword's edge at Brunanburh<br />Smashed the shield-wall and drove them from the land<br />The enemy doomed they fell and the field was dark with blood<br /><br />Shot with spears, the crushed assailants fled<br />In revenge we rode them down and the vanquished took to sea<br />Edward's sons victorious in war<br />Made mountains of the slain and the wolves and crows did feast<br /><br />Great slaughter made and the fields of Britain tamed<br />Lord of the fyrd, he fared north and he held his sway<br />Mastery claimed and the hearts of the beaten shamed<br />Engla Cyning - Rex Totius Britaniae!<br />Legend made at Brunanburh<br /><br />Mighty victory has no name<br />In the shadow of Senlac's fame<br />Words that glorify on a withered page<br />Lost in the myth of a dark age<br /><br />Ne wearð wæl mare<br />on þis eiglande æfre gieta<br />folces gefylled beforan þissum<br />sweordes ecgum, þæs þe us secgað bec,<br />ealde uðwitan, siþþan eastan hider<br />Engle and Seaxe up becoman,<br />ofer brad brimu Brytene sohtan,<br />wlance wigsmiþas, Wealas ofercoman,<br />eorlas arhwate, eard begeatan.<br /><br />(Old English recital from Battle of Brunanburh poem)
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Music & Lyrics Wulfstan<br /><br />Our lord of warriors eternal glory won<br />By the sword's edge at Brunanburh<br />Smashed the shield-wall and drove them from the land<br />The enemy doomed they fell and the field was dark with blood<br /><br />Shot with spears, the crushed assailants fled<br />In revenge we rode them down and the vanquished took to sea<br />Edward's sons victorious in war<br />Made mountains of the slain and the wolves and crows did feast<br /><br />Great slaughter made and the fields of Britain tamed<br />Lord of the fyrd, he fared north and he held his sway<br />Mastery claimed and the hearts of the beaten shamed<br />Engla Cyning - Rex Totius Britaniae!<br />Legend made at Brunanburh<br /><br />Mighty victory has no name<br />In the shadow of Senlac's fame<br />Words that glorify on a withered page<br />Lost in the myth of a dark age<br /><br />Ne wearð wæl mare<br />on þis eiglande æfre gieta<br />folces gefylled beforan þissum<br />sweordes ecgum, þæs þe us secgað bec,<br />ealde uðwitan, siþþan eastan hider<br />Engle and Seaxe up becoman,<br />ofer brad brimu Brytene sohtan,<br />wlance wigsmiþas, Wealas ofercoman,<br />eorlas arhwate, eard begeatan.<br /><br />(Old English recital from Battle of Brunanburh poem)
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