Iced Earth Waterloo Lyrics

Waterloo Lyrics

Usher in the rally cries 

Revolution's here again 

The emperor's bond's are broken 

And free he shall remain 



Escape, though narrow, Was demand 

While his reign remained in view 

This fight for France, Till bitter end 

He must see it Through 



Coalition forms of many lands 

Against Napoleon, West to East 

Dogs of war will take to arms 

And soon will be unleashed 



Prussian, Russian, and Austrian 

All follow British lead 

At allies' helm is Wellington 

Who must make his Foe concede 



Chorus 

Foreshadowed man of destiny 

Soon you will be force to see 

Nations aligning against you 

Marking the time your reign is through 

...And you will see your hundred days 

Come to an end 

Foreshadowed man of destiny 

Soon you will be forced to see 

Nations aligning against you 

Marking the time your reign is through 

...It lies before you, fate shall befall you 



Quickly, the allies gather force 

Near the Franco-Belgian line 

While 124,000 French 

March there in double time 



As the battle begins 

Napoleon springs his audacious plan 

He'll attack them on two fronts 

Splitting up his warring Band 



As the Prussians sound retreat 

Behind they leave 12,000 slain 

Most of their force is still in tact 

And will live to fight again 



Wellington, Who felt the loss of 5,000 men 

Would feel more under cannon fire 

Bombardment from the French 



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Bridge 

Of all the wars I have waged 

To propel my nations might 

For this I'll be remembered 

From now 'till the end of time 

If to the victor go the spoils 

I may die an impoverished man 

For in the end, Irony 

Has dealt the cruelest hand



The French Force was swift and sure

but their attack would be repelled.

And though their center battered

the Anglo-Dutch line would be held.



As fate or skill would have it

an army moves in from the east.

The Prussians who slipped out of his hands

would soon spell his defeat.



The French lines now are broken

and being open to attack.

The Emperor has no choice 

and the Old Guard pulls him back



There were 45,000 wounded or dead

when the fight was finally through

On a three square mile battlefield

at a town named Waterloo.



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