Bloodstained battlefield
Only a handful of men survive
Yet still victorious
Land defended!
Eastbound their haven lay
Far beyond the mountain peaks
Chose to take the higher road
To get back home

Stoke the fires and stack the barrels high
Guests have arrived and they're here to stay!
This is the tale of the horsemen of the vale
The last men alive and the land's brigade!

Winter has a cruel heart
Hindering the soldiers' way
Black clouds and billowing snow
Brewed around them
Yet they still carried on
Through the snow and the raging winds
Fighting the elements
To get back home

Stoke the fires and stack the barrels high
Guests have arrived and they're here to stay!
This is the tale of the horsemen of the vale
The last men alive and the land's brigade!

One single light appeared
Gleaming from within the dark
Marking a tavern bare on the mountainside
Aided by those inside
Taking refuge from the storm
Before they set off again
To get back home