The Fighting Fifth

The Fighting Fifth
Charge of the Shetland Brigade

[Instrumental interlude]
[Rapid drums]

[Verse 1]
From high mountain peak, I spy down below!
The Dwarves are marching to war!
Long axes in hand and heaters on back.
Vanguard quickens pace – while some, draw their bows!

[Verse 2]
Enemy spotted: a horde of black troll,
Drums of the earth-born; Dwarf ranks to steam roll!
They begin to fan out, on shields there's a crush
For wave after wave, troll bones are made mush.

[Chorus]
Hear them cry out, a roar of the brave!
Charge in to glory, their victory or grave!
Here in the Dwarf lands, they rush out to war.
To slaughter the trolls, and gift death to the moor.

[Verse 3]
The battle-scape reddens, as troll-scum shriek,
An honourable fight – Dwarf lands – theirs will keep,
Marching on rhythms of ancient code law,
For blood and for earth, for their kinsmen they swore!

[Verse 4]
Under Dwarf banner, great strength they display
So hearken to tales of Dwarf heroes today!
Pushing the line they work through the mud,
Seek ground in advance, dry; yet with blood.

[Chorus]
I give my cry out, a call to the brave!
To share in their glory, for valour or grave!
Here in the Dwarf lands, I rush out to war.
To slaughter the trolls, and gift death to the moor!

[Bridge]
The sea of Dwarf soldiers parted the way.
Then beckoned and hurried, to the front line I raced!
Together with Dwarf friends through chaos we'll thrive,
Else in Valhalla, our names will survive!

[Verse 5]
The shield wall calls out, their flank may yet cave!
For their share in the glory, it's the lives of the brave!
So at front of the Dwarf lines, I rush over to aid,
For in slaughtering trolls, Dwarf sacrifice made!

[Instrumental]

[Verse 6]
With left flank collapsed we flounder in mud,
Trolls keep on coming, midnight is their blood.
We hack and we slash - fight through to dry land,
Encircled, cut off, by thousand strong band!

[Verse 7]
What thundering noise yet manage to hide?
Look low to the west! A galloping stride!
Out of the grasslands, they ride to our aid!
Heroes on ponies! Dwarf Shetland Brigade!

[Chorus]
All Dwarves cry out, a call to the brave!
Charging to battle, their glory - troll grave!
Here in the Dwarf lands, on Shetlands to war!
Trample the trolls, and gift death to the moor!

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
All Dwarves cry out, a call to the brave!
We charged in to battle, our glory - troll grave!
Here in the Dwarf lands, on Shetlands to war!
Trampled the trolls, gave death to the moor!

[Verse 8][Spoken]
So there they rode, that Shetland Brigade,
And flanking the trolls, helped win us the day!
On short legged ponies, out of tall grass,
Dwarf mounted warriors, kicked black troll arse!

[Chorus]
Now all Dwarves cry out, a drink for the brave!
In heart of the fight, our friends their lives gave!
And here in the Dwarf halls, with Shetland Brigade;
We honour the dead, lest their memories fade!

[Abrupt End]

[Pick back up, final chorus]

[Outro][Chorus]
Now all Dwarves cry out, a drink for the brave!
In heart of the fight, our friends their lives gave!
And here in the Dwarf halls, with Shetland Brigade;
We honour the dead, lest their memories fade!

We honour the dead, lest their memories fade!