Black Fleet Lyrics

Remorse there is none
Slaughtering for revenge
Bloodthirsty reprisal

Thirteen forty three, beheaded, the scaffold
Fifteen found him guilty, treason, against the crown
Glint of the blade, the axe, of justice
Head on a spike, paraded, a warning

Jeanne de Clisson, sworn to avenge
He lies dead, she plots her vengeance
Three war ships painted black, blood red sails
Lioness, of Brittany

Red sails in the wind, her axes butcher many
Four hundred lie dead, by her own hand
Lioness of Brittany, scours the channel
Aristocracy, severed heads and blood

Jeanne de Clisson, black fleet
Jeanne de Clisson, black fleet
Jeanne de Clisson, black fleet
Jeanne de Clisson, black fleet