Richard III by Tredegar Lyrics

Faces break into my dreams
Make me want to fly
Dark wings on the night

Time it seems has frozen still
I'm floating in a dream
Dark wings on the night

Voice calls deep inside my soul
Beware the break of dawn
Daylight dims my sight

Falling never ending gloom
Feeling disappear
Dark wings on the night

The battle rages the fallen cry
Victors cheer and the vanquished die
Smell of fear a ring of steel
Stout heart breaks at Bosworth field
The mighty men in days of yore
Fight hand to hand blood and gore
All believers in their just cause
They follow him there just because
Remember well who passed this way
Souls of men before that day
Against all odds they would not yield
The men who died at Bosworth field

The battle rages the fallen cry
Victors cheer and the vanquished die
Smell of fear a ring of steel
Stout heart breaks at Bosworth field

The mighty men in days of yore
Fight hand to hand blood and gore
All believers in their just cause
They follow him there just because
Remember well who passed this way
Souls of men before that day
Against all odds they would not yield
The men who died at Bosworth field