Reckoning Day

Now the day has come
I am well prepared
Down with all this scum
No one shall be spared
Look now as they kneel
Begging from afar
They’re not worth to deal with
Let’s show them who we are
March formation!
(Charles:)
A hedgehog made of spikes
8000 in a square
Our knights bring in the fight
First blood is in the air
They’re standing on the hill
I need to lure them down
Try to break their will
And fight them till they’re gone
Pull back the vanguard!
Wielded halberds, rattling guns
Roaring horns and pounding drums
Grandson!
(Narrator:)
Now his fate is saled
Both main armies arrive
To Burgundians it seems
That thir army flees
They panic and they run
Trying to save their lives
The duke has lost the battle
Before it has begun
Chase and kill them!
Wielded halberds, rattling guns
Roaring horns and pounding drums
Grandson!
A moment of confusion
Burgundians gone astray
Run cowards, run
Taste the reckoning way
A moment of confusion
Your treasure’s gone astray
Run cowards, run
This is the reckoning day
(Charles:)
I’ve never seen such cowardice
My soldiers ran away
They didn’t fight the enemy
And so we lost the day
You have won the battle
But you did not win the war
I will return I promise
This shame must be undone
I will strike back!
A moment of confusion…