| Fog & Fire | |
| From Fog & Fire, 2008 | ©2006 Brigands' Folie All Rights Reserved. |
| Out we ride into the fog of war, The musket fire and the cannon roar. Our King & country, we fight for thee. It’s a soldier’s life for me. |
As we play into the fog of night The fire in the hearth lends a healthy light The twinkle in her eye gives her heart away It’s a lover’s life for me. |
| The infantry, by rank and file, Their firing lines spread across the miles The grenadiers spread Hell on earth And my bayonet they’ll see. |
The traveler’s road is the one I seek, Singing songs of passion and spirits free Holding hearts in thrall, setting dreams alive Wielding the fog and fire. |
| The cavalry is my heart’s desire, Their noble steeds running through the fire. They mount the charge into the jaws of death Or the arms of victory. |
We sing of life and love and chance Wildly turning through the dance The music’s spell weaves our cares away And holds the dawn at bay |
| Out we ride into the fog of war, The musket fire and the cannon roar. Our King & country, we fight for thee. It’s a soldier’s life for me. |
As we play into the fog of night The fire in the hearth lends a healthy light The twinkle in her eye gives her heart away It’s a lover’s life for me. |
| Away we sail into the fog of dawn, Our noble bowsprit leads us on Into the icy arms of the boundless sea It’s a sailor’s life for me. |
Come away with me young lad and lass For the road’s not long and the seas are glass The tales we spin will carry you away Into the Fog and Fire with me. |
| On the open ocean in the warm salt air Taking ships or plunder without a care We sail for the honor of country and King And the treasure that it brings. |
Come away with me young lad and lass For the road’s not long and the seas are glass The tales we spin will carry you away Into the Fog and Fire with me. |
| Past dangerous rocks and the Kraken’s lair Perilous storms and the sirens fair Our hull is sound. Our course is true. The stars above guide me | |
| Away we sail into the fog of dawn, Our noble bowsprit leads us on Into the icy arms of the boundless sea It’s a sailor’s life for me. | |
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