Fryd of Wyewood (song)
Date: Mon, 16 Dec 2013 14:52:29 -0800
Subject: [Wyewood] Wyewood Battle Song: Fryd of Wyewood
Fyrd of Wyewood (to Men of Harlech) (by Rauþúlfr inn Orþstóri Goþi, OL)
Fyrd of Wyewood, stop your dreaming Foes with duct tape swords are streaming Can’t you see their armor gleaming? To this battlefield.
Fyrd of Wyewood, firm and steady It shall not be ever said ye Met the fearsome foe unready: Archers to the field!
Though the rain is pounding Though we’re almost drowning We answer our Baron’s call With courage that the foe will think astounding!
Fyrd of Wyewood, on to glory! Let your deeds resound in story! Bubba's banners fly before ye: Wyewood shall ne’er yield!
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