Battle-Call
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, loudly
they blow
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, your
liege-lord has need.
The raven rides on wrathful wings--
Black wings, and
beacons of baleful doom
Flash and flicker, flame on the
mountains.
Hateful the howl of the hoary wolf
Feasting on friend
and foe alike.
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, loudly
they blow
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, your
liege-lord has need.
Many the men in the mead-hall gather,
Called by their
king, called by duty.
Word-bound brethren, bold without fear
Answer sworn oaths, all remember
To liege and lord and land their
pledge.
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, loudly
they blow
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, your
liege-lord has need.
Shoulder shields now and sharpen
bright blades.
Against ancient evil, iron and steel--
Helm and hauberk,
hale to keep them.
Bold the banner, borne high and proud
Midrealm's
Dragon, dauntless it flies.
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, loudly
they blow
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, your
liege-lord has need.
Rise now, rise up, ride
to battle,
Fear no foemen, fear no evil,
Brandish fierce blades; our banner
flies now.
Hear the horncall,
heed its music:
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, loudly
they blow
Hearken,
now hear the horns are calling
Listen now listen, your
liege-lord has need.
Copyright
© 2005 by Hilla Hamasdohtor (Pamela A. Wolff)