Armies march in shining splendour Sound the call of blood and fire Led by Britannia's defender They raise against the Roman Empire Boudicca, Witch Queen of England As thy groom I'll walk with thee Her daughters raped by the invaders Her family put to the sword Groves defiled by Roman raiders Now she holds her vengeful court Boudicca, Witch Queen of England I'm your King for seven years Horned Hunter, be our saviour The Roman Eagle is soaring high into the sky Walk proud in Andraste's favour Save our land from being devoured by fire At the thrice-damned town of London Druid's wrath is soon unleashed Blazing fires stain the horizon The scythe of death reaps man and beast Boudicca, Witch Queen of England As God and Goddess we unite Riding on a bloodstained chariot Drawn by two enormous steeds She's the daughter of the Horned God Squashes Rome's might neath her feet Boudicca, Witch Queen of England In Andraste's name we fight As thy husband I will honour thee I've sworn my oath at Beltane's fire To defend my land for the next seven years Before I bow my head to die All invaders shall now witness me As I wield the Sun God's spear Next to my Witch Queen I'll ride Watching Rome's legions shake with fear Witness the glory of Boudicca's triumph!