The Fields Of Reckoning

Learned we in former-days,
 Of glory-blessed heroes,
 The thegns of the Lord,
 Their force did not fail,
 In the war,
 When banners clashed together.
 Illustrious men upon the earth,
 Bold folk-leaders on the fields of reckoning
 Doughty Warriors, Battle-Brave!
 When shield and hand defended their crown.
 When all man's land was wound in murder,
 The enemy's deceit was rife within the kingdom.
 On the dwelling-place of mighty men,
 Homeland of heroes. They of true spirit!
 Neither bread, nor water for men,
 Consumed they, blood and skin throughout the nation,
 The flesh-homes of foreign-coming men,
 Such was the peace-less token
 The violence of the wretched,
 That the enemy, sword-grim and sad-minded,
 Destroyed the sight of th eyes,
 With the point of spears.
 Then they strove against incursion,
 Swiftly under shield,
 Bristling with spears,
 Enraged ash-bearers,
 Corwards the flight's flame!
 One and all, together, for home!