《Massacre of the Saxons》歌詞:byChristopher Lee mp3歌詞



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Does a man have to fight all his life?

Only in death to take flight to the skies

Warmongers vie to take my throne

No respect is ever shown

To Pope, or Prince, nor man, nor beast

And steal our cattle for to feast

No Earthly princeling mind shall take

For scandalous idolatry so fake

In borderland raids

They came in their hordes

Ransacking villages

Taking the spoils

With nothing to lose

and possessions few

Bold

Sturdy

Fearless and cruel!

Defiant of Baptism on pain of death

Tough measures call for me to be ruthless

To set an example to the rebels

Draconian for their worship of devils

How many times did I venture forth

To the extreme wilderness of the north?

To subdue those whose hatred was great

Against churches and priests of our Christian state

Four thousand men all dead in one day

They would not renounce their heathen ways

Thirty years of campaigning consumed

To subject those Pagans to Christianhood

The Bloody Verdict of Verden

Rivers flowing red

With the blood of four thousand men

That I did behead

(I shed Blood of Saxon Men)

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed it at Verden

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of four thousand Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon man!

Shall my realm be taken as I toil?

To force others out of Frankish soil

And I return to learn that all is lost

Yet my companions I trust, the sword and the Cross

Those good industrious Frankish folk

Who toil out lands with oxen and yoke

Whilst Lombard, Vulgar and Moorish men

Dare to even glance at them

Converting entire tribes by the sword

In the name of Jesus Christo, our Lord

On that day in Verden

No mercy given

Victory to the chosen people

Weary grow I of this task which fell

On the shoulders of a man who yearns to spend

But one hour with wife and child

To gaze on faces innocent and mild

Four thousand men all dead in one day

They would not renounce their heathen ways

Thirty years of campaigning consumed

To subject those pagans to Christianhood

To build a better world than even has been seen

An empire made great by deeds of great kings

(I shed Blood of Saxon Men)

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed it at Verden

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of four thousand Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon men

I shed the Blood of the Saxon man!

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