Carolus Rex

Far beyond their nations' borders There's an army on the march For religion, king and glory, In the name of Christ, their enemies chastise Taking orders from the heavens Through hostile fire they will march Unaffected by the volleys Facing death, the

Frozen ground Ride with the wind Emerge from the gunsmoke like demons Rehnskiöld's men Charging their flanks The enemy trembles with fear One by one the Saxons disband Or die where they stand Killing ground Even though you surrender Turn around You w