Long ago, when days untold were ruled by lords of greed Maidens bathed with gold, they dared to bare their wombs that lit Kings and queens and guillotines, taking lives denied Starch and parchment laid the laws when bishops took the ride over to the sea Oh, I know I knew this life before Somehow, know now, truths I must be sure Tossing, turning, nightmares burning, dreams of swords in hand Sailing ships, the Viking smiths, the blood of father's land Only to deceive Living times of knights and mares, raising swords for maidens' wealth Sneer at death, the only laws of pride Living for the centuries, the age of rule or what you please If I was true to honor, do or die Screams of no reply Screams of no reply Screams of no reply Screams of no reply If I was true to honor, do or die Kings and queens and guillotines, living in surprise