By the power of our father's rusty
  swords
  We are standing proud and strong
  Under banner and king our soil
  Drinks blood of the enemy
  From here we see through the raven's eyes
  We ride the winds of north
  And from cups of silver we drink from
  The dragon's blood
  
  Standing tall
  STAND TALL
  To fight them all
  FIGHT THEM ALL
  For Dragonisle
  
  Through the Seven winds of Wrath we
  Called
  Called up to the gods
  With steel at our sides we defend the
  dragonisle
  Baptised in the dragon's blood
  We hail our king with pride
  And in the fire, for aye one with the king