Long ago, when days on toad were ruled by lords of greed Maidens clad with gold, they dared to bear their wounds that needed Kings and queens and guillotines, taking lives denied Starch and parchment laid the laws, when bishops took the ride Open to the sea Oh, I know I knew this life before Somehow, know now, truths I must be sure Toss and turn and nightmares burn in dreams of swords and men Sailing ships, the Viking spits, the blood of father's land Open to the sea Living times of knights and mares, raising swords for maidens fair Sneer at death, the only loss of pride Living of a centuries, made of who or what you please Vows true to all who do or die Screams of no reply They lie Screams of no reply And die And die And die Live them do or die Or they'll die Live them do or die Or they'll die