Fall back to the ancient stronghold
And make ready for war
Our fortress everlasting
We will prevail
We are a remnant, descended from a royal throne
Now we hold fast to the hope our fathers knew
Brace these walls with solid stone and iron from within
We may fall to protect our own, but this sanctum will not break
(Brace these walls from within)
(We may fall, they will live)
Silence at nightfall, the horde is camped outside our gates
Form rank and take up the weapon of your guild
We will not compromise the truth on which we stand
So we fight to leave our legacy now
We fall, but this monument remains
We will not subjugate ourselves to a mortal king
We will defend this holy refuge with our last breath
