| Song | For Honour and Land |
| Artist | Adorned Brood |
| Album | Hiltia |
| So I once rode with sword and shield the path of my fate destiny upwards the rock of eternity with a countenance stiff from pain the summit seems far yet is it no severe ride | |
| The weaker | |
| I get, the louder my end´s shouts grow | |
| The brave nag trotting leads me of this life, but where then to? | |
| The blood we let, makes our path divine |
| So I once rode with sword and shield the path of my fate destiny upwards the rock of eternity with a countenance stiff from pain the summit seems far yet is it no severe ride | |
| The weaker | |
| I get, the louder my end s shouts grow | |
| The brave nag trotting leads me of this life, but where then to? | |
| The blood we let, makes our path divine |