In Dread Crowned Edit
In Dread Crowned was written as a marching song of the Fifteenth Legion of Terror as they marched to fight the host of Summer. It was taken up by members the Twelfth and Fourth Legions as well as the Deoraithe army.
I was born out in the green where their banners flew high
And the boots of the great lords they did tread over us
Oaths we made and service gave, kneeling to the oldest lie
But now the world’s turned around and we sing this chorus
Come forth you old devils,
Bring out your lesser evils
Blight the skies and the land
You’ll be met sword in hand
One day your children’ll tell
Of the deep and rebel yell,
That on his field so sombre
Conquered host of horror.
On the plain where folk were fair, we stood and greatly slew,
And by the ford a score devils with a great demon too
Prince and page and swordsman proud to our steel they all fell
The world stolen we take back and damn you all to Hell
Be they high or resplendent our oaths stand taller still
And in the west do quiet lie graves we have yet to fill
Learn ye mighty that from Tower’s shade to vales of red
The Fifteenth by call of horn stands ever crowned in dread.