Maid Of Orleans

Dark Moor

Score: 14
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Played: 140

Album:

The Hall of the Olden Dreams

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Lyrics:

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[Verse 1] I was born in France, called the Maid of Orleans Led by the voices of the saints I went to the court dressed in men's clothes To save my people from the yoke I was given troops to destroy the English roots And to crown the Dauphin at Reims [Chorus] I'm not a man searching the glory I'm just the hand chosen to fight It's a long way to our freedom I was betrayed, I'm burning at the stake [Verse 2] My own blood sold me in the battlefield Charles the King made no attempts to save me I won't be free till the day of my death The pyre is light, I see the end [Chorus] I'm not a man searching the glory I'm just the hand chosen to fight It's a long way to our freedom I was betrayed, I'm burning at the stake [Verse 3] I'd rather die than live chained in this cell I hold to what I have already said I won't be free till the day of my death The pyre is light, I see the end [Chorus] I'm not a man searching the glory I'm just the hand chosen to fight It's a long way to our freedom I was betrayed, I'm burning at the stake