Nydhu's War Song

Who have we due cause to hate?
Drums shall beat and banners raise,
Eyes shall burn with anger great,
Hardened hearts with fury blaze.

 Polished shield and sharpened blade,
 Lifted high the axe of war.
 Armor black as midnight shade,
 Flaming arrows soon to soar.

Tear their limbs and flay their skin
Crush our foes in sweeping flood
Slaughter all their kith and kin.
Drown our enemies in their blood.


copyright 6/1/2001