Goodbye my love, I leave my fate to the king
I must be off to battle, fortune it may bring
Fortune for the nobles
Death and Pain, life will be sold
Goodbye my love, I must fight and I may die
The king is calling, I must obey
Why do we have to kill
The Reaper laughs, I hear him still
Screams above the battlefield
Steel and Blood a fate is sealed
The harvester of Death is out
Canґt you hear him scream aloud
INTO THE BATTLE, INTO THE BATTLE
CAN`T YOU HEAR THE SCREAMS FROM FLODDEN HILL
September the 3rd of fifteen thirteen
We met the English at Flodden Hill
God knows we gave it all
A damned day, I saw many fall
I stood with my king and he fought like hell
Pierced with arrows, he finally fell
With the king fell Scotlandґs Pride
A damned day, so many died