Blood Reivers

In the night they pass us by.
In our hiding place we lie.
See the swords on which men die,
Sent to Hell unshriven.
See their cold unbending glare.
Stand against them an ye dare.
There’s no human kindness there,
No mercy shall be given.

Swords and saddles in the hall,
Answering to danger’s call.
Let the circumstances fall.
It’ll be a bloody dawning.
A warning bell and a battle cry!
Border reivers on the fly,
Their bloody banner ‘gainst the sky,
For black work in the morning.

Border Reivers in the glen.
Souls dipped in the blackest sin.
Thirsting for the souls of men.
Hell on Earth comes riding.
Steal and plunder, burn and maim!
Ravage, murder, all the same.
Carry off the Devil’s claim!
Carrion birds abiding.

Sound the war horn, draw the sword.
Answer to your sovereign Lord.
Drive them back , this devil’s horde.
Your enemy’s before ye.
For your wife, your daughter, son,
For your home so dearly won,
Swords will shine bright in the sun.
Your place is here beside me.

Reivers lured into dispair.
Reivers trapped inside our snare
Cut down by our hatred there,
As they would do to us, man.
They raid us and we raid them.
Our hatred grows both black and grim.
Our sons face futures dark and dim.
A blood feud never ends, man.

We few still stand who once were great,
As son inherits father’s hate.
Each son, in turn, he cannot wait
To ride for death and glory.
These hills are steeped in death and war.
These fields grow green fed by men’s gore.
Yet, still we rise to fight once more.

Lost in the same old story.