Blood of the English - RIOT

Move out to the land of the burning sun

Where many nations stand as one

Push on through the cold and the icy seas

The smell of earth it follows me In the darkness how i wonder what will i find on distant shores?

I’ve heard stories about what lies upon the land

English blood it stains the sand

Father hear my cry

Ganna get my life

Gonna get my soul

Now i’ll fall and die

Until my blood runs cold

Fight hard

I fall many with my blade m Any soldiers strong and brave

Fall down

Smash my body to the ground

No more comrades can i save

Through a field now i stumble

Try to hide without a sound

I see sohadows of the red man all around

Death awaits me if i’m found

Father hear my cry

Ganna get my life

Gonna get my soul

Now i’ll fall and die

Until my blood runs cold

Someone hear me screaming

I pray i’m only dreaming

Oh god help me me when i’m found

Father hear my cry

Ganna get my life

Gonna get my soul

Now i’ll fall and die

Until my blood runs cold