music and words by Heather Alexander  

Axes flash, broadswords swing,
shining armour's piercing ring
Horses run with polished shield
FIGHT THOSE BASTARDS TILL THEY YIELD
Midnight mare and blood red roan
FIGHT TO KEEP THIS LAND YOUR OWN
Sound the horn and call the cry,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!
 
 
 
Follow orders as your told
MAKE THEIR YELLOW BLOOD RUN COLD
Fight until you drop,
A FORCE LIKE OURS IS HARD TO STOP
Close your mind to stress and pain,
FIGHT 'TILL YOU'RE NO LONGER SANE
Let not one damn cur pass by,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!
 
Guard your women and children well,
SEND THESE BASTARDS BACK TO HELL
We'll teach them the ways of war,
THEY WON'T COME HERE ANY MORE
Use your shield and use your head,
FIGHT 'TILL EVERY ONE IS DEAD
raise the flag up to the sky,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DEAD?
 
Dawn has broke, the time has come,
MOVE YOUR FEET TO THE MARCHING DRUM
We'll win the war and pay the toll
WE'LL FIGHT AS ONE IN HEART AND SOUL
Midnight mare and blood red roan,
FIGHT TO KEEP THIS LAND YOUR OWN
Sound the horn and call the cry,
HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!
 
(first verse)