[L: Parcharidis / M: Marquardt]

When the Lion arrived, the war did start - A wicked day, indeed

'Cause sweat and blood abounded - From all men and steed

See the daylight lay in ashes - While the dead are still

Hear the armies roar for freedom - On the blackened border hill

The Lion looks, looks across the plain - And questions
battles in avoidable pain

Heaves a wistfull sigh - And wishes the battle, the battle was a lie

Army of some thousand fighting - Men climbed the frowning ridge

With their flaming swords all drawn free - And their pennants at the knee

Their waving of their banners - And the rattle of their spears

Risen to break the dominion - And bring peace for years

Now at least I've come to see what my life is - Nothing's
ended, it only begun

And the brave victories that seemed so splendid - They
were never, never really won

[CHORUS]

To border raid, to border raid in Lions march

The battle smoke has fled

Just after a century and a quarter past

Tonight

We border raid - We border raid in Lions march

The battle smoke has fled

Just after a century and a quarter past

Lord blessed by the dead

[CHORUS]