Standard (EADGBE)

 We drink to our youth, to days come and gone

 for the Age of Aggression is just about done

 We'll drive out the Stormcloaks and restore what we own

 With our blood and our steel we'll take back our home

 Down with Ulfric, the killer of kings

 On the day of your death we'll drink and we'll sing

 We're the children of Skyrim, and we fight all our lives

 And when Sovngarde beckons everyone of us dies

 But this land is ours and we'll see it whiped clean

 Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams.