Die Like A Man

(The gathering of Braveheart's forces against the Duke's dark legions...) As the north wind howled And the thunder broke, Braveheart Stands proudly before his troops And thrusting his sword toward Heaven, shouts at the darkening sky, "Now, its time to die like a man!" The horn it has blown, we brothers in arms Stand like a rock to the wind Iron for blood, thousands are stood Men with true hearts, they will win Marching towards, not for glory or gold Ready to die like a man Archers and riders, are all poised for war Ready to die like a man Die like a man