When the Lion arrived, the war did start - A wicked day, indeed
'Cause sweat and blood abounded - From all men and steed
See the daylight lay in ashes - While the dead are still
Hear the armies roar for freedom - On the blackened border hill
The Lion looks, looks across the plain - And questions battles in avoidable pain
Heaves a wistfull sigh - And wishes the battle, the battle was a lie
Army of some thousand fighting - Men climbed the frowning ridge
With their flaming swords all drawn free - And their pennants at the knee
Their waving of their banners - And the rattle of their spears
Risen to break the dominion - And bring peace for years
Now at least I've come to see what my life is - Nothing's ended, it only begun
And the brave victories that seemed so splendid - They were never, never really won
To border raid, to border raid in Lions march
The battle smoke has fled
Just after a century and a quarter past
Tonight
We border raid - We border raid in Lions march
The battle smoke has fled
Just after a century and a quarter past
Lord blessed by the dead
