Guardians Of The Forest - Wolfchant

Guardians of the Forest

Warriors of the fog

Sent by the elders, the wise

Defenders of Old fields

To fight against the foe

Gathered in the forest

Preparing their arms

Together they stand for valhall

Lords of the wolves

'Till the day of crucial war

Years went by

When their fiend was banned

Land and honour were free

They gathered in fynn’s tavern

Conferred about what has to be done

To protect their country knowingly

That the enemy will turn back

They decided to call the ancient ones

Who are resting in the woods

I call you, awake now, you brave ones

Dwellers of the fog

Raise your swords an fight against

The ones who attack us, at once

Guardians of the Forest

Warriors of the fog

Sent by the elders, the wise

Defenders of Old fields

To fight against the foe

Gathered in the forest

Preparing their arms

Together they stand for valhall

Lords of the wolves

'Till the day of crucial war

Travelling through the ancient

Woods waiting for the final call

No one will be spared, when day

Of war has come

Once by gone an era

The dwellers of the fog

With our fathers they stood

Side by side as in tales it’s told

With horses formed by wrath

And blades made of fire

When they call for battle

No enemy will survive

When they call for battle

No enemy will survive

Guardians of the Forest

Warriors of the fog

Sent by the elders, the wise

Defenders of Old fields

To fight against the foe

Gathered in the forest

Preparing their arms

Together they stand for valhall

Lords of the wolves

'Till the day of crucial war