By Lady Fiona of the Harp
We are the people of Schattentor We come from that land to the North We come from West reaches of that land To the east lies Northshield, to the west the Outlands
Chorus:
Schattentor! Shout Schattentor! We are the people of Schattentor Schattentor! Shout Schattentor! Defenders of Northshield! We're Schattentor!
We pledged our army to defend Northshield To travel far to the Pennsic field We'll show them our courage bold As we march on the field with the black and gold
Chorus
A muster was called long years ago "Come and fight the dragon's foe" Our few fine fighters could not leave Our undefended borders to be besieged
Northshield's west border we must guard But now we are joined by our neighbors, Noiregarde When our allies, the Outland's asked us to fight We could send our army to defend the right.
Chorus (X2)
© 2004 Rita Nauman