The March of the Varangian Guard

The sun rose over the wasteland
 As far as the eye can see
 Sand fills the vast plains of Serkland
 It's vultures jeering at me
 But they can circle until they drop dead
 I have not come this far
 To end, but to pursue my own thread
 To join The Varangian Guard
 Guards of glory and of might
 Red as blood and black as night
 Flies our banner as we march
 In the East, for the king of the Greek
 There's men of the cross and the hammer
 A few of the moon crescent
 Men simply searching for glamour
 Some concealing their royal descent
 The axe-bearing foreigners they have aptly named us
 All we've come from afar
 Diversity is what unites us
 We are The Varangian Guard
 Guards of glory and of might
 Red as blood and black as night
 Flies our banner as we march
 In the East, for the king of the Greek
 Miklagard, in the second indinction, in the 6542 year of the world
 To Holmgard and beyond
 This is where the winds have us guided
 For fame and for gold
 We once set sails for these lands unknown
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 Guards of glory and of might
 Red as blood and black as night
 Flies our banner as we march
 In the East, for the king of the Greek