Off With Their Heads Lyrics

We marched on through England

With horns on our heads

With blood on our boots

And with pride in our chest

With the towers we toppled

Laid siege from the west

And the comrades at sea crushed the British naval ships

Like poverty we wont be stopped 'till we're fed

Grab royalty and yell

Off with their heads!

Their men will be cut down

When they meet our shield wall

With our courage and our swords

All their armies will fall

Out on the battlefield

In the face of the horde

The cowards will run while the faithful beg the lord

As we charge to the enemy and brace for impact

A sword catches me by surprise and I stumble back

Valhalla I'm coming

My world fades to black

My beloved I'm sorry

I'm not coming back

I've been slain in battle

During the attack

Grateful to die fighting with my honour intact

So my body lays broken

With a sword through my chest

I stare at the sky

As I take my last breath

I lay with my brothers

Each body a wreck

The Valkyries will come to strip my soul from my flesh

To my brothers who have fallen

In peace may they rest

May the lands that we have conquered be an epitaph for them

No mercy for England

No peaceful nights rest

Through the centuries that pass

May we never forget