A blood feud deep in the soil
A dividing line buried between them
A writ moldering in a mausoleum
Their sons soon will be of age
Continue the conflict

Sons are taken to the fields
They inherited the war from proud men
Two houses bleed
The duchess dies but the men fight on and on

The ruby coffers dwindle
A perimeter of blackened trees
Four hundred men are interred beneath the wolds
Ten decades of death on ducal ground

Sons are taken to the fields
They inherited the war from proud men
Two houses bleed
The duchess dies but the men fight on and on

Sons are taken to the fields
They inherited the war from proud men
Two houses bleed
The duchess dies but the men fight on and on