Testo Emerald

Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields and their swords
To fight the fight
They believed to be right
Overthrow the overlords

To the town where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame When they left, the town was empty
And children would never play again

From their graves I heard the fallen
Above the battle cry
By that bridge near the border
There were many more to die
Then onward over the mountain
Outward towards the sea
They come to claim the emerald
Without it they could not leave