Butcher's Bench Lyrics


Soldiers at fortress dania, in you we trust

For generations you haven't let this kingdom down

We will soon have stopped this invading enemy

And this war will once again be part of history

It's so cold here in the middle of nowhere

Just got command to retreat

This bitter cold is taking the lives of my sons

Artillery shells following our trail

I just want to fi ght, I'm so bitter

I just want to use my sword and kill

Now we are leaving men behind

Fighting a war that is already lost

Oh, fortress Dania

Our protector, our forefathers' grave

Built by the old kings

An honourable place to die

While protecting the precious kingdom

Our soldiers are marching

Protect us from the lords of the south

Protect our precious kingdom, protect our king

Stand and fight

Oh, fortress Dania, we leave you behind

Our forefathers' grave, built by the old kings

Where I was meant to die

While protecting my fatherland

Den skjærende Blæst, den fygende Snee, Mørket, Veiens glathed

vare overalt eens. Endogsaa på Gaderne og de aabne Pladser i

Byen og Omegnen, hvor Hestene overalt staae under aaben Himmel,

bundne til Pæle, medens Soldaterne ligge ved deres Side,

som de bedst kunde, maatte Mennesker og Dyr lide under det

afskyelige Føre og kæmpe med den heftige Storm, som Himlen

sendte dem, medens ikke faa af dem i deres Hjerte forbandede

Kongernes Taabelighed, som netop vilde føre Krig i Vinterens

Hjerte.