Warkings - Last of the English

One unbreakable shield against the coming darkness
One last blade forged in defiance of fate

I am the whisper, that becomes a thunderstorm
I am a fighter, bold, resistant and war-torn
I'm a rebel, I take Norman blood
And fifteen souls will never be enough

I am just an outlaw
Last of the English strong and brave
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies
I am just an outlaw
Rebel soul to the end
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies

One spark can light the fire of resistance
A fire that burns forever in the souls of men

I am an outlaw by fathers will and my own hand
I roam the country vengeance is my second name
I will never forget what they have done
A life of fire until the darkness comes

I am just an outlaw
Last of the English strong and brave
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies
I am just an outlaw
Rebel soul to the end
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies

Call me outlaw, call me hero
Call me fighter to the end
Call me outlaw, call me hero
Call me fighter to the end

I am just an outlaw
Last of the English strong and brave
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies
I am just an outlaw
Rebel soul to the end
The hope when nothing's left
The nightmare of our enemies