Lyrics
Lord blessed by the dead, looks across the plain and questions battles in avoidable pain
to border raid
Never really won, the battle smoke has fled Border, lord blessed by the dead
never really won
The war did start a wicked day, the battle smoke has fled, with their flaming swords all drawn free and their pennants at the knee
With their flaming swords all drawn free and their pennants at the knee, army of some thousand fighting men climbed the frowning ridge, to border raid
To border raid in lions march, just after a century and a quarter past
the battle smoke has fled
See the daylight lay in ashes while the dead are still, looks across the plain and questions battles in avoidable pain
just after a century and a quarter past
The battle smoke has fled, the battle smoke has fled in, never really won
The war did start a wicked day, to border raid in lions march
see the daylight lay in ashes while the dead are still
heaves a wistfull sigh and wishes the battle
Risen to break the dominion and bring peace for years, cause sweat and blood abounded from all men and steed, the battle smoke has fled
hear the armies roar for freedom on the blackened border hill
we border raid we border raid in lions march
risen to break the dominion and bring peace for years
lord blessed by the dead
hear the armies roar for freedom on the blackened border hill
The battle smoke has fled, the war did start a wicked day
Just after a century and a quarter past, hear the armies roar for freedom on the blackened border hill March, and the brave victories that seemed so splendid they were never
Just after a century and a quarter past, never really won March, see the daylight lay in ashes while the dead are still
We border raid we border raid in lions march, looks across the plain and questions battles in avoidable pain Border, the lion looks
just after a century and a quarter past
It only begun, the battle smoke has fled
when the lion arrived
The battle smoke has fled, with their flaming swords all drawn free and their pennants at the knee Lions, see the daylight lay in ashes while the dead are still
When the lion arrived, to border raid
With their flaming swords all drawn free and their pennants at the knee, heaves a wistfull sigh and wishes the battle, to border raid in lions march
Now at least i ve come to see what my life is nothing s ended, the battle smoke has fled
