Dairyborne Raiders

Dairyborne Raiders

2024-04-29

Created By theinfested With Udio AI

Lyrics

(Our blades) are whipped with fury, (through the) dairy storm we fight (O'er the seas) of creamy wonder, (under) the moon's pale light (The legends) speak of cowhorns, (and the) pastures green and wide (Where we'll lay) our mighty helmets, (and drink) from udders with pride [Pre-Chorus] With the strength of a thousand herds, (our arms) raise to the sky (Drink deep) from the chalice, (let the) milkfall not run dry (Such might) Forged from the pastures, (we ride) to the dairy crusades! (With shields) embossed with udders, (the spoils) of milky raids! (Our horns) are filled with the liquid (of eerie pale white doom) (Our songs) are churned like butter, (amidst the) bovine fumes! (Steel cleaves through) the morning mist! (With the fury of the horde!) (Blood and milk) shall mix this day... (as we) claim our creamy hoard! (With might) Clad in the armor, (pure white) their banners spread (For glory) in battle’s thunder, (instead) of the blood we shed (We fight) for the honor (of milkmaids) and the cheese (Across fields) our axe swings, (felling foes) like felling trees (Full cream ahead) our vessels sail! (Through the frothy sea we bound!) (We won’t rest) until the milk (and yogurt) spoils are found! (Onwards) Through waves of yogurt, (we march) beneath the milky way (Our swords) curdled with the fury, (upon this) lactose fray (Fear not) for lactose tolerance, (we've bred) in Nordic bone (Our shields) are cheese wheels hardened, (from the milk) that we have sown [Chorus] (White gold) We seek with vigor, (and strength) our guns of cream (In the name) of the cow gods, (this dairy) quest supreme (We sail) across churned oceans (we dare) through the butter churn's gale (Viking lords) of cheese whey valleys, (not once) do our dairy hearts fail (Stand proud) with milk-stained banners, (our kin) will honor the call (To arms) with spoons for axes, (we’ll forge) curdled kingdoms tall (To the feast) with endless courses, (smorgasbord) beneath the northern lights (Of curds) and golden cheeses, (we’ll dine) on victory's delights (We ride) with the might of Odin, (through the) whirlpool of cheese spread dreams (Our hearts) bound by the cheddar, (in our) quest for dairy streams (Through the land) of milk and honey, (we sail) with the east wind’s kiss (For Valhalla) awaits the bravest, (who bring) back the liquid bliss (To the ships) we bear our trophies, (golden) like the sun's own light (Our battle) cry stirs the heavens, (as we) bask in dairy might