Battlecry at Tours
2024-04-12
Criado por podemitamedio com Udio AI
Lyrics
The clang of swords, the clash of souls Under the Tours' expanse Armies meet where destiny calls To change the tide's advance Charles Martel, with iron hand His Christian warriors stand The crescent moon, its light outshone By crosses raised on high Through blood and bone, the cry is drawn 'For Christendom we'll die!' On Frankish soil, the fates collide And history's course they'd span
