Over the Hills and Far Away

Gloranthan Folk Tales

Gloranthan Songbook

Moonie Madness

Carmanian Sources

Malkioni Scriptures

Here's forty Lunars on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To list and fight in Prax today
Over the hills and far away.

O'er the hills and o'er the main
Through Corflu, Prax and Apple Lane
Moonson commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.

To foreign lands we steered our helm
Colours blazing bright as Yelm
Down the road to come what may
Over the hills and far away.

We crossed the Zola Fel at flood
At Moonbroth fight we spilled our blood
Granite Phalanx won the day
Over the hills and far away.

When Chaos stalks upon the land
I'll neither hold nor stay me hand
But fight to spread the Lunar Way
Over the hills and far away.

Through smoke and fire and storm and spell
To the very cracks of hell
We shall stand and we shall stay
Over the hills and far away.

Though I may travel far from Prax
Part of me keeps looking back
You are with me night and day
Over the hills and far away.

If I should fall to rise no more
As many comrades did before
Pass the pipes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away.

Tune: Over the Hills and Far Away
Words: Rick Meints