Into the New World - Battlelore

New shores of the lesser men, brave journey to the unknown land

Sealords from the Western Star, endowed the havens afar

Dark reign of the East, beware our gleaming might

The crimson day will come, when there’s no one by your side

High command, counsel and wealth, masters beyond the sea

Guardians carrying the swords, armours against treachery

Great kings brought the sun over the frightened lands

Blew away the burking clouds, spoiled the Ring-Maker's plans

The aura of tranquility, everywhere they go

Advanced art and craft, wisdom for mind and soul

Firm is their bearing, healers for the weak

Like gods in flesh and blood, fathers and sons from the sea

We are the protectors from the given land

Isle of the dreamers, made by divine hands

We shall free you from the threat and the fear

Of immortal enemy, his end is near

Our duty is to gather our arms, to take the Eastern road

And to challenge the dark, our pleasure is to force Him down

To make Him crawl and to tear His crown

This is the war, this is the path of blood

Lord of Gifts, your star shall fall

This is the end, this is the freedom call

Of men and elves, this is Your final dawn

This is the war, this is the path of blood

Lord of Gifts, your star shall fall

This is the end, this is the freedom call

Of men and elves, this is Your final dawn