Bryn Madoc's children, purple and gold
Covered in glory when stories are told
We'll take the black road, we'll take the white road
We'll take the south road that leads us to war
Son of Bryn Madoc, doughty and strong
My heart beats in time to the war marcher's song
I'll take the high road, I'll take the wide road,
I'll take the straight road that leads me to war
Bryn Madoc's daughter, honest and brave
My foes fall back from my spear and my glaive
I'll take the sharp road, I'll take the fierce road,
I'll take the red road that leads me to war
Son of Bryn Madoc, bonny and bright
I'll fight all the day and dance all the night
I'll take the hard road, I'll take the rough road,
I'll take the rock road that leads me to war
Bryn Madoc's daughter, southron's delight
I'll fight all the day and dance till first light!
I'll take the wet road, I'll take the salt road,
I'll take the sea road that leads me to war
Son of Bryn Madoc, never will yield
Steadfast stands my sword and my shield
I'll take the hot road, I'll take the dry road,
I'll take the sand road that leads me to war
Bryn Madoc's daughter, quick to the fray
My kinsmen and I shall carry the day
I'll take the cold road, I'll take the snow road,
I'll take the ice road that leads me to war
Bryn Madoc's children, faithful and true
We'll not shirk when our service is due
We'll take our lord's road, we'll take our queen's road
We'll take our king's road that leads us to war
This was a warsong I wrote for my old Barony in Meridies. I was listening to a lot of Heather Dale at the time and was inspired by her song for Ealdomere.