[bad word] forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land
 Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope
 Look up into the sky, the sun is shining still so bright
 Look out for the night, I will call the darkness to stand by my side

 Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
 From your great hall, father of the slain
 Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
 From your great hall, father of the slain

 From mother's arms to father's charm
 You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile
 The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child
 You see the love she had, the love that she once had

 [bad word] forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land
 Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope

 Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
 From your great hall, father of the slain
 Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
 From your great hall, father of the slain

 From mother's arms to father's charm
 You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile
 The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child
 You see the love she had, the love that she once had