作曲 : Wood My Lord King, You stoop to betray your own people, And even in the eyes of God, Do you not relent? I am therefore bound by no other course - I shall raise an army; Together we will march against you and your kind, And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom, And cleanse his wretched soul.
作曲 : Wood My Lord King, You stoop to betray your own people, And even in the eyes of God, Do you not relent? I am therefore bound by no other course - I shall raise an army; Together we will march against you and your kind, And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom, And cleanse his wretched soul.
