Forced into betrayal of God and country
By a despot clad in vengeance
A self-made enemy
A noble man
Beheaded at dawn
By a King's swift justice
The widow abandons wealth
To take up the axe and anchor
"Cutthroats and warriors! Men of the sea!
Paint the ships as the dark of night.
The Black Fleet sails!"
"You've taken my heart; I'll take your Kingdom as pay"
Culling the herd of aristocrats
The cowards who condemned true love
Their corpses float endlessly
Their heads mounted to the masts
"Leave some alive," she said, "to carry a message home.
Tell your masters of this execution
At the hands of the Lioness of Brittany!"
If you see the red sails on the horizon
The Lioness has come for your head
13 years of revenge
A campaign promised by death
And for all the blood and pride
What was gained?
This rage will never subside
Carried forever by the sea winds
The will of a blackened soul
Destroyed by devotion
Lost in storming seas
Drowning grief with so much scorn
Which way is up?
Which way is home?
She's never looking back
Forever lost at sea
13 years of revenge
A campaign promised by death
And for all the blood and pride
What was gained?
This rage will never subside
Carried forever by the sea winds
The will of a blackened soul
Destroyed by devotion
Which way is up?
Which way is home?