Freedom Lyrics
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Album | Tales of Old(2013) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Melodic Death Metal, Viking Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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6. Freedom (7:20)
Scottish men united under, one common flag
Fighting for,the freedom, of this land
Now, arise.
Men of Scotland
We shall stand, till our freedoms won
Our true king alongside us, killing English men
The bastards stand opposed to us, at Bannockburn.
We, have been oppressed for far too long,
Now we stand together 'till death
I draw my sword and pierce the skin, straight through the heart
The Scottish steel penetrates that bastard Englishman
The bastards blood covers my blade, it’s a darkened red
I turn around and force it through the head of a man.
Now, arise.
Men of Scotland
We, shall fight, for our freedom
Countless men will fall here, but we shall never fear.
Wallace is in our hearts, we won’t lose this fight.
We must protect our king, from those damn riding men.
Raise our shields up high, to block their spear attacks.
You have bled with Wallace,
Now bleed with me.
I drop the sword and shield, and grab my steel claymore.
Swinging with all my might, I cut men in two.
When they turn and run, our freedom will be won.
The highlands time is now, England will never rule.
You have bled with Wallace,
Now bleed with me.
Fighting for,the freedom, of this land
Now, arise.
Men of Scotland
We shall stand, till our freedoms won
Our true king alongside us, killing English men
The bastards stand opposed to us, at Bannockburn.
We, have been oppressed for far too long,
Now we stand together 'till death
I draw my sword and pierce the skin, straight through the heart
The Scottish steel penetrates that bastard Englishman
The bastards blood covers my blade, it’s a darkened red
I turn around and force it through the head of a man.
Now, arise.
Men of Scotland
We, shall fight, for our freedom
Countless men will fall here, but we shall never fear.
Wallace is in our hearts, we won’t lose this fight.
We must protect our king, from those damn riding men.
Raise our shields up high, to block their spear attacks.
You have bled with Wallace,
Now bleed with me.
I drop the sword and shield, and grab my steel claymore.
Swinging with all my might, I cut men in two.
When they turn and run, our freedom will be won.
The highlands time is now, England will never rule.
You have bled with Wallace,
Now bleed with me.
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Tales of Old - Lyrics
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4. Forlorn Desolation Lyrics | 5. Asa Land Lyrics |
▶ 6. Freedom Lyrics |