Protect Our Own

[Intro]
[horns blare]
Beat the shields
Beat the ground
Raise your voice
Make it sound
[Verse 1]
Smoke on the hill
Blood in our teeth
Bare-handed fury
Iron belief
You cross that line
You pay in bone
We stand as one
We protect our own
[Chorus]
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
You will not lay a hand
On our wives nor our daughters
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
If you’re lucky to pass us
Our sons lie in wait at the waters
[Verse 2]
Skulls for the crows
Cold in our veins
We carve our warning
Deep in your names
Let them come roaring
Let them feel bold
They will fall screaming
Face in the cold
[Chorus]
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
You will not lay a hand
On our wives nor our daughters
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
If you’re lucky to pass us
Our sons lie in wait at the waters
[Bridge]
LET THEM COME!
[drums slam, horns answer]
LET THEM COME!
Shields to the front
Teeth to the storm
They will fall!
THEY WILL FALL!
[Chorus]
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
You will not lay a hand
On our wives nor our daughters
Protect our own (hey!)
Protect our own (hey!)
If you’re lucky to pass us
Our sons lie in wait, they wait!

Thundering Viking war chant with huge male gang vocals and booming war drums; low horns and frame drums drive a stomping tempo, with call-and-response shouts and clashing metal layers. Verses stay raw and percussive; chorus explodes into massive unison chanting and pounding toms, perfect for a battle scene.