[L: Parcharidis / M: Marquardt]
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When the Lion arrived, the war did start - A wicked day, indeed
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'Cause sweat and blood abounded - From all men and steed
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See the daylight lay in ashes - While the dead are still
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Hear the armies roar for freedom - On the blackened border hill
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The Lion looks, looks across the plain - And questions battles in avoidable pain
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Heaves a wistfull sigh - And wishes the battle, the battle was a lie
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Army of some thousand fighting - Men climbed the frowning ridge
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With their flaming swords all drawn free - And their pennants at the knee
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Their waving of their banners - And the rattle of their spears
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Risen to break the dominion - And bring peace for years
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Now at least I've come to see what my life is - Nothing's ended, it only begun
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And the brave victories that seemed so splendid - They were never, never really won
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[CHORUS]
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To border raid, to border raid in Lions march
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The battle smoke has fled
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Just after a century and a quarter past
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Tonight
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We border raid - We border raid in Lions march
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The battle smoke has fled
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Just after a century and a quarter past
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Lord blessed by the dead
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[CHORUS]
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Border Raid In Lions March
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| Human Fortress |
