What's Best in Life

Song by Scarhart, reportedly written at the request of the king for a "happy song":

Scarhart performing What's best in life at Clan X

Blood was everywhere that day,
Corpses lined the battlefield;
laughing children among them played;
Drenched with gore, we would not yield.

The stench of death, sun standing high;
Ravens pluck out the dead men's eyes.
It was such a glorious sight!
It was such a glorious fight!

And at the corners of the meadows,
Flowers bloom in the soft sunlight;
Those at least not trampled down
By our armoured might!

So I sing a song of what's best in life:
To crush your enemies left and right,
To see them driven before your might,
And to hear the women crying all night.
What's best in life!

Our swords are all notched now,
arrows are all spent.
We mowed them all down now,
and off to Hel they went!

So we stand bruised and battered
On the ruined meadow grass
But what the helldoes it matter?
We kicked their ass!
What's best in life! (ha-ha!)

So I sing a song of what's best in life:
To crush your enemies left and right,
To see them driven before your might,
And to hear the women crying all night.
What's best in life! (ha-ha!)

So let's sing a song of what's best in life,
Yes, let's sing a song of that testing life!
Everybody, sing!

So we sing a song of what's best in life:
To crush your enemies left and right,
To see them driven before your might,
And to hear the women crying a(ha-ha!)