THROUGH THE VAGARIES OF TIME ONE GUILD HAS BURNED IT'S NAME ON THE INFINITE HORIZON.
STOPPING ONLY TO CONQUER AND GATHER IT'S NUMBERS, CRUSHING ALL OPPOSTION.
HISTORY WHISPERS THE NAME OF IT'S FOLLOWERS, PROMISING IMMORTALITY.
EACH INCARNATION MORE POWERFUL, EACH STRUGGLE MORE POTENT, EACH WAR CRY MORE DEAFENING.
THEY ARE THE THUNDER THAT SHAKES THE RED SKY, THEY ARE THE WIND THAT
BATTERS THE MOUNTAINS, THEY ARE THE RAIN THAT SWELLS THE OCEANS,
THEY ARE THE STORM THAT MARCHES ONEWARDS.
RAISE YOU BANNERS LORDS OF ENGLAND STEP FORTH FROM THE SHADOWS, YOUR POWER UNCUT.
FOLLOW THE DRUMS OF BATTLE, THEY BEAT YOUR GLORY ON THE DOORS OF YOUR ENEMIES.
SHOUT FORTH YOUR CHALLENGE, THROW OFF YOUR MORTAL BONDS
RIDE OUT AND MEET YOUR FATE, A NEW TIDE IS RISING
