Coward Conquest

(verse 1)

I have a life I have knife

But when he got tired

Of this kind of life

He left off being single

And Lived with his wife

So then thou hast

But lost the dregs of life

The prey of worms

My body being dead

The coward conquest

Of a wretch's knife

Too base of thee to

Be remembered

I held by a Kid

My lord, as close as man

Might hold A man

The Deccan

Asks no aid to guard his life

But Lil's Horse were flying

And our chiefest chiefs were cold

And like a flame among us

Leapt the long lean Northern knife

I have left all upon

The shameful field

Honor and Hope

My God

And all but life

A man

With the sword reversed

And dented shield

Degraded and disgraced

I leave the strife