We drink to our youth
to the days come and gone
For the age of oppression
Is now nearly done.
We'll drive out the empire
From this land that 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 drink and we 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 drink and we 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
to the days come and gone
For the age of oppression
Is now nearly done.