We drink to our youth to days come and gone
For the age of aggression is just about done we'll drive out the stormcloaks
And restore what we own with our blood and our steel we will take back our home
Down with Ulfric, the killer of kings on the day of your death we'll drink and we'll sing
We're the children of Skyrim and we fight all our lives and when Sovngarde beckons, every one of us dies
But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean
Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams
Down with Ulfric, the killer of kings, on the day of your death we will drink and we'll sing we're the children of Skyrim
And we fight all our lives and when Sovngarde beckons, every one of us dies
We drink to our youth, for the days come and gone for the Age of
Aggression is just about done