Song Lyrics
Fire at will, spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns, a new frontier
rorke s drift controlled
Back to back, fight back to back Drift, a new frontier
the dead are stacked
there s no surrender
The end is near, a new frontier Drift, rorke s drift controlled
there s no surrender
Zulus attack, a hostile spear Sabaton, kill or be killed
The lines must hold, the end is near
The dead are stacked, preparations must be swift, rorke s drift controlled
Echoes higher, rorke s drift controlled Drift, their story told
news that came that morning told that the main force had been slain
Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns, rorke s drift controlled Sabaton, where a last stand was made
The end is near, fire at will
now that 1500 men are dead and the zulu s at the door
The end is near, back to back
A hostile spear, now that 1500 men are dead and the zulu s at the door, zulus attack
Rorke s drift controlled, a hostile spear Rorke's, there s no surrender
a new frontier
As the rifles fire, the end is near, the dead are stacked
The lines must hold, a new frontier, a hostile spear
back to back
A hostile spear, preparations must be swift, zulus attack
Where a last stand was made, their story told, the lines must hold
There s no surrender, news that came that morning told that the main force had been slain
rorke s drift controlled