Premonition came through the presence of the crows Their black beaks pointing across the foam for distant English shores Perching on the top of our ships as prows The waste-land raven flag was flapping for all of us
Seven feet of English soil
Seven feet of English soil Death's been our reward
All day long we stood, All day long we fought A locust's swarm Hardaraada sung his songs King Harold's Thingmen tidal wave of Death, their Best performance ever as we're rotting underground
Dust-cloud rising from Gate Helmsley Steel armour glints, I watch them shiningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
