Dark Moor Maid Of Orleans Lyrics

Maid Of Orleans Lyrics


I was born in France, called the "Maid of Orleans"
Led by the voices of
the Saints
I went to the Court dressed in men's clothes
To save my people
from the yoke
I was given troops to destroy the English roots
And to crown
the Dauphin at Reims

I'm not a man searching the glory
I'm just the
hand chosen to fight
It's a long way to our freedom
I was betrayed. I'm
burning at the stake

My own blood sold me in the battlefield
Charles
the King made no attemps to save me
I won't be free till the day of my
death
The pyre is light. I see the end

I'm not a man searching the
glory
I'm just the hand chosen to fight
It's a long way to our
freedom
I was betrayed. I'm burning at the stake

I'd rather die than
live chained in this cell
I hold to what I have already said
I won't be
free till the day of my death
The pyre is light. I see the end

I'm
not a man searching the glory
I'm just the hand chosen to fight
It's a
long way to our freedom
I was betrayed. I'm burning at the stake