North of the yew grove One mountain was crowned With glory and steel Shining beacon of wealth Home of the prosperous High Princess of Noreia One man To fight on the blood-red mountainside One man To vanquish the rapacious beast One fateful day it appeared That colossal and furious boar To feed on our sacred lands A swath of destruction Was all that remained Iron swords were raised in vain Asunder burst our lightning spears Oppressed and stricken we languished in fear Until he rose One man To fight on the blood-red mountainside One man To vanquish the rapacious beast One man To end the age of distress One man To fulfill the prophecy enthean The conqueror stepped forth As it is also told in the legend of Calydon He laid the boar onto its shoulders And the people had acclaimed him Virunus Vir! Vir! Vir! Vir! Vir! Vir! Vir! Vir! North of the yew grove One man stepped forth To challenge the beast The father of this town Home of the prosperous High Princess of Noreia One man To fight on the blood-red mountainside One man To vanquish the rapacious beast One man To end the age of distress One man To fulfill the prophecy enthean