We float, the flags of unflinching men,
Let not the lege of life be taken,
Valkyries of war, the wed of battle.

EFFEKTNUMMER!!!!!!!

SKOLL!!!!!!

To slaughter the Welsh

Will the men behold shields, heavy and bloody,
Let gond, and gondel, have guarded the thraine,
Wind we, wind we, such web of darts,
As the young war worker, waits for time,
Forth shall we fair, where the fray is thickest

The year 873,
To battle we are called,
if I should fall,
0my sword, tight in hand, to Valhalla reach.

Wind we, wind we, the web of darts,
We float, the flags, of unflinching men,
Let not the lege of life be taken,
Valkyries of war the wed of battle.

The Hiberno-Norse kingdoms of Dublin and Limerick,
sailed the sea to battle and slay the Welsh,.

Led by King Rhodri Mawr, large numbers of proud Welshmen fought
this bloody, and intense battle, many lives were lost!

WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR
ARISE, ARISE, ARISE, ARISE, ARISE, ARISE

Will the men behold shields, heavy and bloody,
Let gond and gondel, have guarded the thraine,
Wind we, wind we, such web of darts

I FRWDYR (to battle/fight/for fighters)
GYDA GOGONIANT (with glory)
AR GYFER EICH TIR (For your land)

We float, the flags of unflinching men,
Let not the lege of life be taken,
Valkyries of war, the wed of battle,
Will sea fairing men, hold sway over lands,
Whost earth, will dwelt on altrienestest.

War--riors charge,
their numbers large,
blood spilled,
lives unfulfilled

Will the men behold shields, heavy and bloody,
Let gond and gondel, have guarded the thraine,
Wind we, wind we, such web of darts.

The, DEAD be STREWN,
GREEN, pastures maroon,
ep-i-zoon, beasts that feast,
on, the, DECEASED

We float, the flags of unflinching men,
Let not the lege of life be taken,
Valkyries of war the wed of battle.

Valkyries swoop onto the battlefield,
to pick out the righteous dead with sword in hand,
then travel to the celestial realm known as Asgard
where upon elevation to Valhalla where the mighty bodies and souls rest

The Welsh won this battle, and King Rhodyr Mawr is elevated unto history.

Will the men behold shields, heavy and bloody,
Let gond and gondel, have gaurded the thraine,
Wind we, wind we, such web of darts.

We float, the flags of unflinching men,
Let not the lege of life be taken,
Valkyries of war the wed of battle.