Blazing eyes of the bastard Looking through the seas Waiting for the right time to strike
Over the enemy's country To claim his right to the throne Normans march To reach the Saxons' land
Almighty calls The fate of the kings When the armies Clash in the fields
Death in the ground Blood on our hands Through the hasting camps We march
Banners of god he raised As the cavalry charge Shinny blades He stained with dreadful red
The end of the Saxons had come New times arise The conqueror 'till doomsday he will reign
Almighty calls The fate of the kings When the armies Clash in the fields
Death in the ground Blood on our hands Through the hasting camps We march
Almighty calls The fate of the kings When the armies Clash in the fields
Death in the ground Blood on our hands Through the hasting camps We march
Almighty calls The fate of the kings When the armies Clash in the fields
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