The clouds are forming
They’re getting darker
Hands on hips
Swords at the ready
Swords at the ready
Give me my favourite sabre
And I’ll be fighting for my Country
And I’ll be fighting for my Country
A war of which I know nought
Save for the fact that it’s for my Country
Save for the fact that it’s for my Country
We’re fighting a war to gain peace
Peace that’ll just as soon be gone with the wind
Peace that’ll just as soon be gone with the wind
For what peace is there without God
And a nation we are without God
And a nation we are without God
Give me my favourite sabre
And I’ll fight a battle all for nought
And I’ll fight a battle all for nought
Send me to the battle front
And I’ll fight
For God, and King, and Country
And I’ll fight
For God, and King, and Country
Credits: Elisian
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