Robber knights that's what we are Peasantry gets anxious when our arrival is near To own a land and possess power Some wouldn't like us to rule Their hope is the last thing to die but the die is already cast
We're comin' nearer Beware You can beg or complain We don't care at all
The dark silent forests of the north that's where we come from With the wind in our back we ride down the land No enemy's able to stop us Burning every village that stands in our way We're aiming for fame and fortune Under the name of Hadmar and Heinrich we steal We are the Hounds of Kuenring
1231 Krems incinerated Stein burnt to ashes and nothing remains With our chains we catch them all Their treasurs will be seized If you flee, you won't get far unless your gold's left behind
We dump your ships and your hopes Burnt and blackened buildings Our work here is done
Trumpet call from a tower near Aggstein Another ship comin' down the Danube Without a care Hadmar went aboard No-one could foresee this mishap Overtaken by hundred men Each one was armed to the teeth
They took him away Chained and jailed We won't let him down Fear our revengeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
