MAGNA TOTIUS EXERCITUS PERTURBATIO FACTA EST (2 v)
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CUM SAGITTA NECAVIT REGEM
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TERROR ET MORA CRUCIAVERUNT MILITES
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The rout resounded around the hill
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WHEN THE LAST TROOPS LAID DOWN THEIR ARMS
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POST SEPTEM HORAS PROELII REX ANGLIAE IMPLORAVIT CAELUM
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[Harold:]
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"With the arrival of nightfall I could gather my men and wait
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For reinforcements. Blessed god, heed my hopes!"
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SED WILLIAM NON DISTULIT ET IMPETUM IN HOSTEM FECIT IN ORA TARDA
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[Ivo of Ponthieu:]
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"I'll take his life" he said to king
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"and this sacrifice will be my honest gift to thy kingdom"
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Like a rumble of thunder the knights
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broke out through the shield-wall
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Steel rang out like evil bells
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across the land
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Sir William is still alive , he shows his face
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raising proud his helmet to the sky
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A rumor spread along the ranks
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about Sir William's sudden death ,
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the panic blew away when he showed his face
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and the time has come TO ANNIHILATE THY TROOPS
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arrows falling down
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on the Saxon lines
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Sir William is still alive , he shows his face
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raising proud his helmet to the sky
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[CHORUS:]
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Harold's dead , his body now lies
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after he's got by an arrow in his eye
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Harold dies , Harold the king ,
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leaving the green fields of Anglia at the mercy of fate
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ULTIMUS INCURSUS FUIT CERTUS ET CRUENTUS
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Saxon line was broken down ,
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All that was left were the HouseCarls
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showin' their bravery
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REX ANIMAM EFFLAVIT
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The bloody HouseCarls with their warrior pride
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Are showin' their worth
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they're keepin' up the last fight
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Standing all around the corpse of Majestie
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Fighting proud until the last man dies
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[CHORUS:]
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Harold's dead , his body now lies
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after he's got by an arrow in his eye
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Harold dies , Harold the king ,
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leaving the green fields of Anglia at the mercy of fate
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The Pride Of Housecarl
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| Thy Majestie |
