of red Lion, lionheart Defender of the faith Lion, lionheart Protector of the state Lion, lionheart Defender of the faith Lion, lionheart Protector of the state Lionheart, lionheart
Raise your banners... Raise them high... In your homeland hear the cry From the battle... Turn to home... Back to England to claim your throne Six white
Traducción: Saxão. Lionheart.
Crashing through the raging sea flagship og the line Commander of the English fleet the greatest of her time Searching the horizon a thousand leagues
Sitting on the runway waiting for the rush Talking to the band but no one's saying much Flying out of Monza playing for the gods Heading out to Deutschland
Once was a sailor, ship of the line Came to my duty, serving my time Far, far away from you I must go Ne'er to return, I do not know If I return to
Blue bird skimming on razor's edge the legend will be born The race is on against the clock in the silence of the dawn The greatest bird to ever fly
Here we stand underneath a blood red sky To seek the answer we're all looking for We build our lives but there's no certainty They won't be washed away
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To follow the code of honour Die with a sword in your hand That is the way of the warrior Your forefathers left on the land To live by the sword You
Send for the General, there's witches to burn* The day of your judgment draws nigh In torment and torture, the bringer of pain Disciples of Satan will
