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We drink to our youth,
for the days come and gone,
for the age of Oppression is now
nearly done.
We'll drive out the empir from this land that we own.
With our blood and our steel we'll take back our homes.
All hail to Ulfric!
You are the High King!
In your great Honor we drink and we sing.
Were the children of Skyrim,
and we fight all of our lives.
And when Sovenguard beckins,
every one of us dies!
But this land is ours and we'll see it whiped clean,
of the scourge that has sullied
our hopes and our dreams.
All hail 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 of our lives.
And when Sovenguard beckins,
every one of us dies!
We drink to our youth,
to the days come and gone.
For the Age of Opression
is now nearly done!