The Age Of Aggression (Skyrim Cover)

We drink to our youth, 
to the 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 will take back our home.

Down with Ulfric, 
the killer of kings,
On the day of your death 
we will drink and we'll sing.

We're the children of Skyrim 
and we fight all our lives,
And when Sovngarde beckons, 
every one of us dies!

But this land is ours
and we'll see it wiped clean,
Of the scourge that has sullied
our hopes and our dreams.