Huogoumont کے بول

I must inform you, the battle of waterloo's begun Into the old wood, an air of dirt and fear, it permeates We squeeze our rifles, it cannot be this easy, that we know A roar of cannons begins to tear apart our valiant ranks Bloodshed, fire, dying In woods of hougoumont As water crashes on stone Dying to break them down Like elders fight sands of time These walls are bought with blood The ocean's swelling, it rises up against the northern wall Bring in "the basher" to carve a path of gore and splintered wood If there was one chance, then seize it now for this is all we'll get Into the courtyard, screams of crowded bodies finally meet Bloodshed, fire, dying In woods of hougoumont As water crashes on stone Dying to break them down Like elders fight sands of time These walls are bought with blood