[00:00.000] 作曲 : Corby Lund
[00:31.192]I tried my best to stop them, yes, I tried to make them wait
[00:35.148]And I appealed to their decency show mercy on this day
[00:39.504]I issued them strong orders on pain of death and disarray
[00:43.902]But in the end they would not listen and raised their lances anyway
[00:54.025]Men of no account they were, their breeding crude and low
[00:57.936]With not a trace of wisdom, Grace or virtue in their souls
[01:02.265]Yet trained them long and hard I did to bend them to the crown
[01:06.666]To act as tools of justice, follow edict handed down
[01:33.063]You see these were not militia men, a-fighting for their homes
[01:37.397]Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on loan
[01:42.463]Mercenary killers, career soldiers to a man
[01:46.535]Lashing out with vengeance one cannot accept or understand
[02:39.874]I could not instill the discipline 'twas duty to inspire
[02:44.127]And they responded in the end to instincts of the basest kind
[02:49.070]Now on my knee before you here, I drop my eyes in shame
[02:53.334]Albeit little consolation take my head for I'm to blame
[03:12.933]O, so spoke the leader on losing control