| As Crusaders Ravage The Earth
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| At Night Their Swords And Shields Hang To Their Side
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| For The Battle They Had Forsaken
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| For The Glory They Had Fortaken
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| The King Rides Ahead Of The Group
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| Homeward Bound He Marches His Troops
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| For Fair Land France Lies In The Balance
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| For Foe Man France Home Of The Gallant
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| Song Of Roland
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| Never Knight Be So Worthy
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| Song Of Roland
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| Never Knight Be So Worthy
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| The King Holds Grief In His Eyes
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| For His Nephew He’s Left Behind
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| To Ensure The Background Is Stable
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| To Ensure Them Against Attack
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| The King Kneels To His Nephew
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| Brave Knight Prince Roland
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| He Holds Tears In His Eyes
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| And Pain In His Heart
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| 'For Our God’s We Tear Our World’s Apart
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| And With This Death I Leave You
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| One Last Thought
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| Never Knight Be So Worthy
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| Till France Be No More'
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| As Lances Draw Upon The Enemy
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| A Sea Of Waving Banners Surround
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| The Moors Fall From The Hillside
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| Like The Rain In The Dark Forest
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| As The Battle Rolls On
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| The Men Fall To Ground
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| Their Ears Ache For The Shrill Of The Horn
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| But Roland Persists On Holding His Ground
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| 'Let Us Strike A Mighty Blow
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| For Our Lord And Our God!'
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| Song Of Roland
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| Never Knight Be So Worthy
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| Song Of Roland
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| Never Knight Be So Worthy |