Warrior maiden, blood of the kings
 Our brave and glorious cween
 Lead us into victorious times
 When we will reign supreme
 For far too long they've soiled our land
 But now the tides have changed
 We will have our just revenge
 When by our steel they're slain

 As we prepare for the battle
 The lady's our beacon of light
 Their bodies will break on our blades
 With the Cween of the Mark at our Side

 Golden hair frames her solemn face
 High up on her steed
 Beneath the banner of the mark
 Fluttering in the breeze
 For far too long they've soiled our land
 But now the tides have changed

 We will have our just revenge
 When by our steel they're slain