Lyrics

In the year of our lord 1432
10,000 men gathered
They called the Bucannons crew
By the river they had camped overnight
They rose by the first shaft of dawn's early light
Bucannon rode amongst his men
On his white steed today we’ll see the death of the landlords greed


The roar went up from every man there
We’ll fight till the last man standing dies

And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The devil can see the rage in bucannons eyes
And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The river turned red god save their souls

Battle raged all day and into the night
Hell fell on to this earth in the form of this fight

Screams of the dying lay waste to the air
if there’s a god of mercy he wasn’t found there
Bucannon laid to waste many men’s souls
Some say it was sixty only the good lord knows
by the end of the battle one man stood alone
Bucannon with a blood soaked sword
Standing high

And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The devil can see the rage in Bucannons eyes
And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The river turned red god save their souls


The field now is overgrown
Know one knows know one's told
About Bucannons battle in 1432
Some say it’s a myth others say it’s not real
No history book recalls Bucannons zeel
There are those who say when the storms rage high
The sound of dying men cracks across the sky
Deep underground there lies a blood stained sword
Waiting for the next man who comes to fight the landlord

And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The devil can see the rage in Bucannons eyes
And the river turned red from the blood of the dead
The river turned red god save their souls