Thundering Hooves Across the plains Echoing screams Of those who are slain Fighting a battle That no-one can win Blood Raining down Steel within Drawing their Swords Fighting in Vain God fearing Men Dying and praying
Fighting for Freedom Fighting for Pride Fighting for Warlords who plan our demise Fighting for Glory Fighting for Land Follow our leaders, our lives in their hands
Armies of soldiers March straight into death The blood of their enemies Stain the earth The Lords of War Stand High on a hill Watching Others execute their will No thought for their women, daughters or sons All that they see, is the war must be won
Fighting for Freedom Fighting for Pride Fighting for Warlords who plan our demise Fighting for Glory Fighting for Land Follow our leaders, our lives in their hands
Victorious Lords, retire from the hill Return to their castles, and drink their fill Basking in Glory, Toasting themselves Feasting on bloodshed, Reliving the Hell! Peasants left starving, mourning their dead Victims of Bloodlust, Drowning in Red!
Fighting for Freedom Fighting for Pride Fighting for Warlords who plan our demise Fighting for Glory Fighting for Land Follow our leaders, our lives in their hands
**Lords of War, the blood of our Brothers is on your hands**Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
