Argus - Durendal lyrics

At Rencesvals they gathered, the rear guard Charged to protect the king Twenty-thousand feeling no dread of d**h A treachery revealed, ambushed by the Pagan army Four hundred thousand numbered the Saracen horde Honor-bound they stand forth, Sword held high Roland spurs them to war Die in glory or join cowards in Hell And though their d**h is sealed, Roland sounds his mighty call The king will avenge what the Pagans have wrought Oh hear my cry! With Durendal I fight! And when I die, with Durendal I'll lie Oh hear my cry! With Durendal I fight! And when I die, with Durendal I'll lie I will never go back, never retreat, rather that I meet d**h I will never go back, never retreat, even unto my d**h