We drink to our youth
for the days come and gone.
For the age of oppression
Now nearly done
We'll drive out the emperor
From the lands we own
With our blood and our steel
we'll take back our home.
All heil to Ulfric!
You are the high King
In your great honor
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!
But this land is ours
and we'll see it wiped clean.
Of the scourge that has sullied
our hopes and our dreams!
All heil to Ulfric!
You are the high King
In your great honor
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 oppression
Now nearly done