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The Diehard
(Which side are you on?)

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Age after age I’ve fought in wars,
I’m the diehard who’ll never die,
Adventure’s been my life’s breath,
no regrets I’ll ever sigh.
Faith and Loyalty — they’re my Laws,
Honour and Duty — they’re my Cause.

Haman was my man, when we did plan to make the Persians free,
And it was I who whispered counsel in Pharaoh’s ear,
the Hebrews saw, and to the Red Sea they did flee,
I was with Titus and Hadrian when we cleared the viper’s nest,
And I was with Lucius Flavius Silva’s Tenth when we finished off the rest.

Pontius Pilate looked on me with a face of tender woe,
When though but a child in the crowd and my voice was drowned,
I cried “Let our Saviour go!

I wore blue woad upon my skin and fought Rome’s mailed legions in the surf,
I stood fast in the Saxon shield wall when Harold fell to earth,
In Old Constantinople I remained and fought in the gate,
When the Jews threw open the doors to the Turk and glutted all their hate.

Vlad Tepes was my lord when we taught the Ottomans how true white men die,
And I was with Byron the poet, when we freed the Balkans and watched a new Sun rise.
I fought the invasions of Tatars, and the Mongol hordes — I never ran away.
Betrayed we stayed and fought by Roland’s side,
ten thousand Moors dragged us down and vilely won the fray.

Heartening words I did tell to the mind of Charles Martel,
And he turned to me with a smile and thanks at the sound of our Victory yell.

And I rode with The Cid, and under Isabella and Ferdinand,
Until we cleansed Iberia and thus freed the Christian land.
I was felled beside my King in battle at Bosworth field,
When to the Tudor usurper I would not cowardly yield.

I was the Knight who watched his peasants starve and slave under usury,
“Enough!” So I roused them up and we broke the chains of Jewry.
England was hurting, smarting and sore,
I sang to good King Edward, and England was merry once more.

And I wore the plume in my hat, devil may care in splendid array,
We laughed and charged with Rupert and so we won the day.
“Liberty, Equality, Fraternity” the urban mob did yell,
But my reason wasn’t swayed,
and I wasn’t fooled when the tumbrils rolled and the guillotine it fell,
So I fought them in the countryside and sent them all to hell.

And I fought beside the Bonnie Prince amidst the awful slaughter,
And still stay loyal to the one true King who lives across the water.
I wore the grey when the drums did roll and General Lee marched north,
And later nightly the hood of white when Forrest’s ghosts rode forth.

I rode with stern Baron Ungern when the cruel red beast awoke,
And we battled on and on, till the ground with our blood was choked.
When to destroy Civilization, the Capitalists and Communists came,
I fought to thwart their aim,
And when all was lost — I fought on just the same.

Justice should be swift and sure — and there for all to see,
So when the liberal judges let evil men go free,
I catch them all, judges too, and hang them from the gallows tree.

And so you see — ask me not which side I’m on, nor ask me why I fight,
Simply know this — I’m a fighter and I always choose the Right.