"Silver & Blood" lyrics

[Richard Grenville:]
Towards the Cape of Fear
In 1584
Seven ships have sailed so far
To conquer distant shore
Sent by Raleigh to explore
A colony to build
For queen and crown and fatherland
A destiny fulfilled

[Philip Amadas:]
The port of Ferdinando
A gateway to this land
We'll make this our future
And rule with iron hand

[The British:]
Rise, the course is clear-cut
Carried away by fortunate scud
Burning their home and harvest
All we brought them was silver and blood
We bring them down, cast in the mud
Their weak resistance nipped in the bud
We're the crusaders
We're bringing but silver and blood

[Richard Grenville:]
Seven ships we sailed
Tiger at the van
We did not think that it could fail
Virginia's in our hand

[The Aquascogoc:]
White men came on seven ships
With promises of peace
Yet brought us but iniquity
And their new disease

[Weroance Wingina:]
They claimed we stole their silver
Of our own accord
Set fire to our homestead
And put us to the sword

[The Aquascogoc:]
Lies, cast in the mud
Our resistance nipped in the bud
Burning our home and harvest
All they brought us was silver and blood

They brought us down, cast in the mud
Our remembrance lost in the flood
Bright skinned invaders
They brought us but silver and blood

[Ralph Lane:]
Winter came, supplies ran short
We were waiting for support
To deliver us from our fate

Francis Drake would take us back
Sailing home on his carrack
Home again beyond both sea and strait
Trim the sail, anchor aweigh
New horizons on our way

[The Aquascogoc:]
They claim we stole their silver
Of our own accord
Set fire to our homestead
And put us to the sword

[The British:]
Rise, the course is clear-cut
Carried away by fortunate scud
Burning their home and harvest
All we brought them was silver and blood
We bring them down, cast in the mud
Their weak resistance nipped in the bud
We're the crusaders
We're bringing but silver and blood

[The Aquascogoc:]
Lies, cast in the mud
Our resistance nipped in the bud
Burning our home and harvest
All they brought us was silver and blood
They brought us down, cast in the mud
Our remembrance lost in the flood
Bright skinned invaders
Their payment for silver was blood