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