| Song | Brunanburh |
| Artist | Forefather |
| Album | Steadfast |
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| Our lord of warriors eternal glory won | |
| By the sword's edge at Brunanburh | |
| Smashed the shield-wall and drove them from the land | |
| The enemy doomed they fell and the field was dark with blood | |
| Shot with spears, the crushed assailants fled | |
| In revenge we rode them down and the vanquished took to sea | |
| Edward's sons victorious in war | |
| Made mountains of the slain and the wolves and crows did feast | |
| Great slaughter made and the fields of Britain tamed | |
| Lord of the fyrd, he fared north and he held his sway | |
| Mastery claimed and the hearts of the beaten shamed | |
| Engla Cyning - Rex Totius Britaniae! | |
| Legend made at Brunanburh | |
| Mighty victory has no name | |
| In the shadow of Senlac's fame | |
| Words that glorify on a withered page | |
| Lost in the myth of a dark age | |
| Ne wearð wæl mare | |
| on þis eiglande æfre gieta | |
| folces gefylled beforan þissum | |
| sweordes ecgum, þæs þe us secgað bec, | |
| ealde uðwitan, siþþan eastan hider | |
| Engle and Seaxe up becoman, | |
| ofer brad brimu Brytene sohtan, | |
| wlance wigsmiþas, Wealas ofercoman, | |
| eorlas arhwate, eard begeatan. | |
| (Old English recital from Battle of Brunanburh poem) |
| Our lord of warriors eternal glory won | |
| By the sword' s edge at Brunanburh | |
| Smashed the shieldwall and drove them from the land | |
| The enemy doomed they fell and the field was dark with blood | |
| Shot with spears, the crushed assailants fled | |
| In revenge we rode them down and the vanquished took to sea | |
| Edward' s sons victorious in war | |
| Made mountains of the slain and the wolves and crows did feast | |
| Great slaughter made and the fields of Britain tamed | |
| Lord of the fyrd, he fared north and he held his sway | |
| Mastery claimed and the hearts of the beaten shamed | |
| Engla Cyning Rex Totius Britaniae! | |
| Legend made at Brunanburh | |
| Mighty victory has no name | |
| In the shadow of Senlac' s fame | |
| Words that glorify on a withered page | |
| Lost in the myth of a dark age | |
| Ne wear w l mare | |
| on is eiglande fre gieta | |
| folces gefylled beforan issum | |
| sweordes ecgum, s e us secga bec, | |
| ealde u witan, si an eastan hider | |
| Engle and Seaxe up becoman, | |
| ofer brad brimu Brytene sohtan, | |
| wlance wigsmi as, Wealas ofercoman, | |
| eorlas arhwate, eard begeatan. | |
| Old English recital from Battle of Brunanburh poem |
| Our lord of warriors eternal glory won | |
| By the sword' s edge at Brunanburh | |
| Smashed the shieldwall and drove them from the land | |
| The enemy doomed they fell and the field was dark with blood | |
| Shot with spears, the crushed assailants fled | |
| In revenge we rode them down and the vanquished took to sea | |
| Edward' s sons victorious in war | |
| Made mountains of the slain and the wolves and crows did feast | |
| Great slaughter made and the fields of Britain tamed | |
| Lord of the fyrd, he fared north and he held his sway | |
| Mastery claimed and the hearts of the beaten shamed | |
| Engla Cyning Rex Totius Britaniae! | |
| Legend made at Brunanburh | |
| Mighty victory has no name | |
| In the shadow of Senlac' s fame | |
| Words that glorify on a withered page | |
| Lost in the myth of a dark age | |
| Ne wear w l mare | |
| on is eiglande fre gieta | |
| folces gefylled beforan issum | |
| sweordes ecgum, s e us secga bec, | |
| ealde u witan, si an eastan hider | |
| Engle and Seaxe up becoman, | |
| ofer brad brimu Brytene sohtan, | |
| wlance wigsmi as, Wealas ofercoman, | |
| eorlas arhwate, eard begeatan. | |
| Old English recital from Battle of Brunanburh poem |