Boadicea, warrior queen Too proud for the world Your prowess unseen No Roman tyrant Could break your will Bent on destruction You went for the kill
Boadicea My precious queen Great were your actions The world would redeem Against the oppressor You stood your ground In light of enslavement Your name stands tall
You will not break me You stand no chance, so flee My followers gather my army With fury I ride Until the dawn comes
I am the untamed I am the one
They will destroy you And raze this land The green hills of Scotland Just burning sand Cities in ruin Children as slaves This army of dead ghosts that rides as the waves
The hills of Scotland They are my home My people, my loved ones This place of our own But you the invader Claim to have rights On our home and our crown
Boadicea My precious queen Great were your actions The world would redeem Against the oppressor You stood your ground In light of enslavement Your name stands tall
You will not break me You stand no chance, so flee My followers gather my army With fury I ride Until the dawn comes I am the untamed I am the one
Once we were warriors Now we are naught But there is honour In what you have brought Hearts never broken Spirits never die Boadicea On hallowed ground you lie
Boadicea My precious queen Great were your actions The world would redeem Against the oppressor You stood your ground In light of enslavement Your name stands tall
This place of our own
But you the invader Claim to have rights On our home and our crownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
