Forefather - The Fighting Man Lyrics
[Music & Lyrics Athelstan]The flag held high, a call to the warrior's prideNorth they had won, weary in body not mindStanding alone, the few who would see him to liveFor their brother to stay, allegiance to him they must giveUnder the banner of The Fighting ManThrough dense forest and dark of nightAlways the flag is alightFrom northern lands to shores of southAlways the flag is the lightNot the chosen son of throneBut they did hail him as their ownThe Fighting Man in two was tornA new flag flies but soon we'll see the new dawnUnder The Fighting Man