March of Cambreadth Words and music by Heather Alexander © 1997Axes flash, broadsword swing! Shining armor's piercing ring! Horses run with polished shield! Fight those bastards 'till they yield! Midnight mare and blood red roan Fight to keep this land your own! Sound the horn and call the cry: "HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!" Follow orders as you're told Make their yellow blood run cold! Fight until you die or drop! A force like ours is hard to stop! Close your mind to stress and pain! Fight 'til you're no longer sane! Let not one damn cur pass by! "HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!" Guard your women and children well! Send these bastards back to Hell! We'll teach them the ways of war! They won't come here any more! Use your shield and use your head! Fight 'til everyone is dead! Raise the flag up to the sky! "HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!" (Instrumental interlude, ~2 verses) Dawn is broke, the time has come- Move your feet to a marching drum! We'll win the war and pay the toll- Fight as one in heart and soul! Midnight mare and blood red roan Fight to keep this land your own! Sound the horn and call the cry: "HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!" Axes flash, broadsword swing! Shining armor's piercing ring! Horses run with polished shield! Fight those bastards 'till they yield! Midnight mare and blood red roan Fight to keep this land your own! Sound the horn and call the cry: "HOW MANY OF THEM CAN WE MAKE DIE!" How many of them can we make die? How many of them can we make die?