God Rest Ye, Western Warriors

God rest ye, Western Warriors
Let nothing you dismay,
For soon the battle will begin
And you can maim and slay.
With broadsword strike and arrows' flight
You'll chase the foe away,
And you'll rape and you'll pillage and slay,
Pillage and slay
And you'll rape and you'll pillage and slay.

Our hardy Western warriors
Have never known defeat;
Their foes have but to see them come
To start on their retreat.
In battle or in foray
They never will be beat
For they are the known world's elite
World's elite
For they are the known world's elite.

Tune: 'God rest ye Merry, Gentlemen'
By Sir Steven MacEanruig and Sir William the Lucky
Returning from a Revel in Golden Rivers
28 October VIII