Songtext von Rorke's Drift

News that came that morning told That the main force had been slain Chance for peace and justice gone And all talks had been invain A prince had been offended he has gone the path of war Now that 1500 men are dead And the Zulu's at the door Zulus attack Fight back to back Show them no mercy and Fire at will Kill or be killed Facing awaiting A hostile spear a new frontier the end is near There's no surrender The lines must hold their story hold Rorke's Drift controlled Later on that fateful day as they head towards the Drift Stacking boxes fortify preparations must be swift Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns As the rifles fire echoes higher (beating) like the sound of drums Zulus attack Fight back to back Show them no mercy and Fire at will Kill or be killed Facing awaiting A hostile spear a new frontier the end is near There's no surrender The lines must hold their story hold Rorke's Drift controlled 1879 when a few held the line Back to back attack the dead are stacked Where a last stand was made and the empire saved Back to back attack the dead are stacked Zulus attack Fight back to back Show them no mercy and Fire at will Kill or be killed Facing awaiting A hostile spear a new frontier the end is near There's no surrender The lines must hold their story hold Rorke's Drift controlled A hostile spear a new frontier the end is near There's no surrender The lines must hold their story hold Rorke's Drift controlled