we drink to our youth

to the days come and gone

for the age of oppression

is now nearly done

we'll dry out the empire

from this land that we own

with our blood and our steel

we will take back our home

all hail to all freak

you are the high king

in your great honor

we drink and we sing

we're the children of skyrim and we fight all our lives

and when sevengar beckons

every one of us die

we drink to our youth

to the days come and gone

for the age of aggression

is just about done

we'll drive out the stormcloaks

and restore what we own

with our blood and our steel

we will take back our home

we yell down with ufric

the killer of kings

on the day of your death

we will drink and we'll sing

we're the children

of skyrim and we fight all our lives

and when southern guard beckons every one of us dies

but this land is ours

and we'll see it wipes

clean of the scourge that has sullied our hopes

and our dreams

all hail to a freak

you are the high king

in your great honor

we drink and we sing

we're the children of skyrim and we fight all our lives

and when sevengar beckons

every one of us die

down with ulfric

the killer of kings

on the day of your death

we will drink and we'll sing

we're the children

of skyrim and we fight all our lives

and when southern guard beckons every one of us die

we drink to our youth to the days come and gone

when the age of aggression had not yet begun