
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
March of Cambreadth |
Axes flash, broadsword swing, |
Shining armour’s piercing ring |
Horses run with polished shield, |
Fight Those Bastards till They Yield |
Midnight mare and blood red roan, |
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own |
Sound the horn and call the cry, |
How Many of Them Can We Make Die! |
Follow orders as you’re told, |
Make Their Yellow Blood Run Cold |
Fight until you die or drop, |
A Force Like Ours is Hard to Stop |
Close your mind to stress and pain, |
Fight till You’re No Longer Sane |
Let not one damn cur pass by, |
How Many of Them Can We Make Die! |
Guard your women and children well, |
Send These Bastards Back to Hell |
We’ll teach them the ways of war, |
They Won’t Come Here Any More |
Use your shield and use your head, |
Fight till Every One is Dead |
Raise the flag up to the sky, |
How Many of Them Can We Make Die! |
Dawn has broke, the time has come, |
Move Your Feet to a Marching Drum |
We’ll win the war and pay the toll, |
We’ll Fight as One in Heart and Soul |
Midnight mare and blood red roan, |
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own |
Sound the horn and call the cry, |
How Many of Them Can We Make Die! |
(first verse) |