Ensigns Of Victory - Winterfylleth

Then they bruited abroad in new districts

Throughout there men were widely dispersed

A mighty campaign, to the disgust of men

From whom the Lord’s law would hide!

Proclaimed throughout the lands, as far as the sea

Surrounded they in every city, their walls they did invade

Their fates forever altered, all hope like towers burned

That Christ’s cross in earth was buried, had been found

The best of victorious signs, which before or after

Holy under the heavens, was ever reared aloft!

Swift were they to ride, as though the early Romans

Over the deep sea the lords lands seek out

«Though ye them all should banish, work your hostility

Ye here will derive, in that vengeance, an inglorious journey»

«I now a sword against you, with wrathful hand

Purpose to bear, or worldly weapon

Nor shall this field of God, through bloodshed, be furtive»

Twas to the warrior the most welcome of tidings

Their banner of victory raised high over the crowds!