Braveheart — X-Wild

(The hero of our story, strong honourable, a giant of a man, brother of the murdered king...)

A giant of a man was he Hewn from wood and stone With arms the crush The life from you And a sword that smites the bone

His quest in life was honour bound Believing in the faith The mightiest of empires quaked When Braveheart spake the words

Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the Duke will breathe his last

And all the peoples Far and wide They listened to his words Defender of the souls was he For vengeance he did thirst

The Duke had cast His armies wide His troops they never tired Can nothing stop His deadly hordes Who storm through field and mire

Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the Duke will breathe his last

BRAVEHEART!

While Braveheart Face the elements Black magic filled the sky And sweet Elenor by grave mistake Lay dead by sorcerers fire

And I will turn The world on you Braveheart shouts from high The mountains shake The scene is set For one of us will die!

Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the Duke will breathe his last

The flow of his loins is slain His tears they burned the ground The Duke will pay for evil deeds When Savageland is free

Strike hard strike fast Cut the rebels down Strike hard strike fast And the Duke will breathe his last