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Maid Of Orleans by Dark Moor Lyrics

Genre: rock | Year: 2000

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
My own blood sold me in the battlefield
Charles the King made no attempts to save me
I won't be free till the day of my death
The pyre is light, I see the end

[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus]
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