Laga, Ragalor — For Home

Shield To Shield
Heel To Earth
Name What Waits Behind Us
Name What Makes Us Stand
I Entered The Wall;
No Blessing, No Command
Men Closed Ranks With Iron In Each Hand
Fear Clicked Softly Underneath Their Teeth
Ahead, The Spear-Host Thundered Through The Heath
Behind, The Old, The Young, The Seed, The Flame