Red and Gold (Performance II) - Living Calradia Soundtrack (Vlandia Battle Theme)
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Red and Gold (Performance II) - Living Calradia Soundtrack (Vlandia Battle Theme)
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Wesker
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21 просмотр · 10 дн. назад
Vlandia battle track (Performance II) from Living Calradia.
Second vocal performance of 'Red and Gold', shifting the opening verse from a single rider ('I was raised') to the whole shield line ('We were raised beneath the red-and-gold') holding the ford at Jaculan and riding out from Galend.
Lyrics:
Ring the bell at Pravend,
wake the watchman on the wall.
From Ostican’s salt-wet harbor
to Sargot’s western hall.
We were raised beneath the red-and-gold,
where wheat bends under rain.
Our fathers taught us shield and plough,
our mothers taught us names.
When foreign banners crossed our fields
and iron darkened sky,
we took the road with lance in hand
and left our fear behind.
By lance and harvest, blood and stone,
by oath that none shall break,
Vlandia stands where others fall,
for hearth and crown and sake.
Let every horseman hear the horn,
let every tower know:
I am the wall, I am the storm,
I've made of red-and-gold.
At Jaculan the river ran
with rain and broken shields.
We held the ford from dawn till dark
and would not yield the fields.
At Galend’s edge the enemy
burned barns beneath the moon.
We rode through smoke, reclaimed the grain,
and made the traitors rue.
By lance and harvest, blood and stone,
by oath that none shall break,
Vlandia stands where others fall,
for hearth and crown and sake.
Let every horseman hear the horn,
let every tower know:
I am the wall, I am the storm,
I've made of red-and-gold.
If I fall, take up my shield.
If my horse should lose its breath,
carry my banner through the field
and make it mock at death.
No knight rides only for his name,
no sword is drawn alone.
The hand that guards the poorest hearth
is stronger than a throne.
By lance and harvest, blood and stone,
by oath that none shall break,
Vlandia stands where others fall,
for every field and lake.
Let every village light its fire,
let every chapel know:
I am the wall, I am the storm,
I've made of red-and-gold.
Ring the bell at Pravend.
Let the western watchfires glow.
While one red banner rides the wind,
Vlandia will not bow.
Soundtrack MP3 ZIP download:
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