The Moors Lyrics
On the fields of our fathers land Marsh green pride of ENGLAND On the moors our fathers rest Their tales are not forgotten In the days of kings and honor knights defended pure hearts On the fields where our fathers rest Their tales are boldly spoken (LISTEN) Bend your ear in amazement Hear this tale from long ago Of magic and of madmen loves tangled web of woe One shining knight in silverIntentions pure as goldOne maiden fair as moonlight Dressed in royal robes On the fields of our fathers land Marsh green pride of ENGLAND On the moors our fathers rest Their tales are not forgotten On these fields pure love is sought Yet vengeance has it's cruelty The search for truth and honor Is blinded by a beautyThe lady of the lake holds the power of a nationA sword of valor held high above all elseA royal maiden cries out her song of longingLonging for her shining knight to take her to the starsOn these fields of green they layEntwined in lovers unionA brave knight knowing nothing more Than following his heartWhen the MOORS sing out their storyA kings heart will be brokenBroken by a lifelong friendAnd his bride they call the queen of walesHold true to your heart Hold true to your soulHold true to your country men Hold true and never falter Love will conquer allHistory has provedKings and kingdoms crumbleOn the soft green MOORS of ENGLANDO'er the kings round tableJealousy rears its headHonor has no place this nightThe kings heart is filled with dreadExcaliber the sword of truthPenetrates the soulIt leaves a wound that never healsNow the queen will pay with her very soulA gallant knight will fight this dayFor queen and for honorGladly ending all the strifeBetween a queen and kingOnce Morgana's spell is brokenBy this shining knight in silverTrading life's blood for his honorIs a brave Knights highest deed
Jag Panzer The Moors
