
Date of issue: 12.07.2012
Song language: English
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 Greeks |
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 Greeks |
Miklagard, in the second indiction, |
In the 6542nd year of the world |
To Holmgard and beyond |
This is where the winds have us guided |
For fame and for gold |
We once set sail for these lands unknown |
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 Greeks |