There was a time when might was right
When land was seized and peasants killed
To stay alive you had to fight
Just as your tribal leader willed

Then empires came and with them Rome
Who did the British Isles invade
Killed Iceni and took their home
Boudicca’s memory did not fade

The Empire fell, the Angles came
Along with Jute and Saxon too
The pain and suffering still the same
As native British men they slew

Men from the north sacked Lindisfarne
The Viking fleets laid land to waste
No crops were gathered in the barn
‘Til Alfred’s soldiers these men faced

Hardrada stopped at Stamford Bridge
But in the south the Normans then
Defeated Harold on the ridge
And seized control of land and men

Ruling England was not enough
They wanted Normandy and more
For common peasants life was tough
Through centuries of blood and gore