The Birchthralls are cut in twain

Where the power of the Kaiser wanes

Further west, the lands of the Fae

Lie in wait for the day we away

To east lie our fearsome lords

The Arns of the glorious Mark

They'll rest easy knowing we are here

'tween their kingdom lands and the ageless Sylvan fear

A bulwark hold built in ages past

To keep the foe at bay

They'll be roaring to the battlements

Even as the world begins to fade away

Built by sweat and tears and blood

With iron, stone and gold

Banners of the violet Traunus bear

Flow from our every mighty turret hold

Ever the walls of Briar's Bluff will sway

The wroth of an ancient foreign rage

Even as the winds of time come to blow us away

Past the reach of Redstone Tower

Lies the key to Aernland's power

A stern line of shielded men

Steel of heart, spears firm, we fight again

The legions of The Red Dawn stand in wait

For blood and fire is the soldier's fate