Eadric's Return

Land of my birth You have fallen into darkness Your people once fought To dwell in freedom and prosperity Yet fate did overturn it all When the horns of war are sounding Let the flame of England burn As the lightning strikes the mountain Then the ghosts of England shall return Land of my pride You have known the taste of betrayal Your fair pastures green Once saw a thousand gold-bright warriors Fight until death or victory When the horns of war are sounding Let the flame of England burn As the lightning strikes the mountain Then the ghosts of England shall return When the blood of men is stirring Let the rose of England bloom See the Golden Age returning Born again from within the English womb Dark horizons through the years Blackened dreams and frozen tears In the shadows I await Bound to all our destinies I'm bound to England's fate When the horns of war are blown Ride across these Stiperstones Silver shadows pierce the sky Come the hour when steel meets bone Look for the final signs Through the ages The dream of freedom never died When hope has left you Look out towards the mountain side I shall return And all our loss shall be restored The Flame shall burn The Rose shall bloom for evermore