Battle Ground

i have a spear in my hand
a sword at my side
on this high horse i fight
i fight for my king
i will fight till i die

our holy land
is what i defend
we been fighting with no end
the days are long
the nights grow short

still we stand
tall and strong
holding our heads up high
we are now martial
charging in with our battle crys

Hallelujah, Praise The Lord, Hallelujah

the enmity with there claws
blood stained teeth
charge our forces
there eyes are feeled with hatred
screaming there battlecrys

Haligh, A Lie, Haligh

i have a spear in my hand
a sword at my side
on this high horse i fight
i fight for my king
i will fight till i die