The fields are dark, the night is cold
A weary army, weak and bold
Outnumbered ten to one they stand
With death's own shadow close at hand
But through the mist, a voice rings high
A king's command, a battle cry
Raise your bows, let arrows fly
For England's fate, we do not die
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
The French knights charge, their banners bright
A wall of iron, set for the fight
But as they march, the heavens rain
A deadly storm, the longbow's reign
Through the mist, the arrows soar
Breaking shields, they pierce the core
A king's command, a warrior's pride
The bowmen stand, none step aside
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
Mud and blood, the ground runs red
Knights lay broken, filled with dread
Their banners fall, their glory fades
The English stand, the price is paid
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
Ravenshroud - Arrows of the King Lyrics
Ravenshroud - Arrows of the King Lyrics
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English
The fields are dark, the night is cold
A weary army, weak and bold
Outnumbered ten to one they stand
With death's own shadow close at hand
But through the mist, a voice rings high
A king's command, a battle cry
Raise your bows, let arrows fly
For England's fate, we do not die
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
The French knights charge, their banners bright
A wall of iron, set for the fight
But as they march, the heavens rain
A deadly storm, the longbow's reign
Through the mist, the arrows soar
Breaking shields, they pierce the core
A king's command, a warrior's pride
The bowmen stand, none step aside
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
Mud and blood, the ground runs red
Knights lay broken, filled with dread
Their banners fall, their glory fades
The English stand, the price is paid
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
A weary army, weak and bold
Outnumbered ten to one they stand
With death's own shadow close at hand
But through the mist, a voice rings high
A king's command, a battle cry
Raise your bows, let arrows fly
For England's fate, we do not die
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
The French knights charge, their banners bright
A wall of iron, set for the fight
But as they march, the heavens rain
A deadly storm, the longbow's reign
Through the mist, the arrows soar
Breaking shields, they pierce the core
A king's command, a warrior's pride
The bowmen stand, none step aside
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
Mud and blood, the ground runs red
Knights lay broken, filled with dread
Their banners fall, their glory fades
The English stand, the price is paid
Arrows of the king, black the sky
Cut them down before they ride
Through the storm, through the rain
Honor forged in steel and pain
Arrows of the king, strike with might
Turn the tide and seize the night
Writer: Robin Alexander Suiker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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