the castle fell to cannons
in a war long before
you were ever born
at least that's what they say

you couldn't believe it
they brought their heavy words down like a hammer
and beat your heart to life

you were never the same again

now
we drift through the forest
we wander the landscape
we thunder and lightning
 [bad word] and we scrape
in search of a story
like our grandfathers tell
so [bad word] from the valley
to pound your town to [bad word] 

cut down near [bad word] 
where they lay still today
you will never know
but that's not your concern

the spirit you hear it
you mount your suicide machine
with a kick you
bring the beast to life

this was never gonna end well

cos
we drift through the forest
we wander the landscape
we thunder and lightning
 [bad word] and we scrape
in search of a story
like our grandfathers tell
so [bad word] from the valley
to pound your town to [bad word]