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My home once pure now ruined

Eldest trees have crumbled

Fields lost forever

Woods once vast have been eaten away

To stop further loss we must fight

Fight with the swords of warriors of old

Claim back the soil of our brave ancestors

We shall not stop until victory is ours

Repopulate the forests of the pure

Bring back the world that they try to take away

We have the will of nature at our side

An almighty force forged through centuries

We cannot allow this continued destruction

We owe our lives to those who fought before

We shall not crumble under this futile scum

We must secure the future for those who lie ahead

Fill my limbs with ancient hate

For those who took this world away

Give me strength to devastate

And crush their regime

We are the brave we are the true

All we have is hate for you

We the honoured chosen few

To claim back our heritage

We have St. George in our heart

Until our end and from the start

The ruined glory is our art

For we are English

I call upon the supreme ones

Our revival's just begun

We shall not hide we shall not run

We are the victors now