Paroles de Take To The Sea

A small band of warriors all clad for war We water the boat and we pull on the oars We cross to Britannia to find easy prey Where Roman rule falls to a state of decay The Saxons come Fight, steal and run Making Wodan smile When we rape all the isle Take to the sea to find fortune and plunder Take to the sea, pull the oars hold on tight Britannia she lies like a virgin so tempting Take to the sea and we'll play her just right Salt on our lips and wind in our hair We are the Saxon, we conquer, we dare Lites Saxonicum they call these shores We steal all their gold take their women for whores