Sons of the earth, daughters of stone, Blood of the forest, marrow of bone, Hear the drums, feel the flame, Albion calls your name. Ashes of empire darken our skies, But from the ruins, our banners rise, Sundered tribes, no more alone, The land remembers, we reclaim our own. Steel in hand and hearts unbound, We gather now on sacred ground, The whispers of our fathers' cries, Echo strong - Sons of Albion, rise! Fires awaken, shadows flee, Blades are singing, wild and free, Raise your voices to the skies - Sons of Albion, rise! Rise, sons of Albion, rise! Break the chains, ignite the skies! Stand as one beneath our sun, Till the eagle's reign is done! Painted faces, iron gleams, Warriors forged from ancient dreams, Brothers, sisters, side by side, The spirit of the land our guide. Spears will dance, shields will ring, Let the valleys and mountains sing, Our children’s future in our cries - Albion lives when we rise! [Spoken, over drums and chants] We are the roots beneath the field, The sword, the shield, the wound that heals, Rome may scorn our battle song, But this land is ours - we are strong! Rise, sons of Albion, rise! Break the chains, ignite the skies! Stand as one beneath our sun, Till the eagle's reign is done! Rise... sons of Albion... Rise... No more shall tyrants rule this shore, The oak and yew will stand once more, The rivers run with freedom's tide, With Boudica our battle guide! [Final Chorus] Rise, sons of Albion, rise! Break the chains, ignite the skies! Stand as one beneath our sun, Till the eagle's reign is done! [Outro, fading chant] Rise... sons of Albion... Rise...