1812, In spanish lands
A clash of force will soon commence
27,000 Mon strong
We're the scum of the earth but in battle we belong

The earl of wellington in command
And the bloody work of siege at hand
From the earthworks we deploy
The twenty-four pounder cannon that destroy

Finally the walls give way
And bring silence to our cannonade
The bugle sounds the call to charge
And the forlorn hope begins its forward march

Into the breach we charge
Drums roll like thunder to the beat of our hearts
Though by the tens we fall
Victory is near
Our ladders are scaling the wall
Now once and for all
Bleed for french defeat
You will succeed
And claim the gates of badajoz

Rush forward and in for the kill
Returning the bloodshed with precision and skill
Lives taken by bayonet and sword
Three days of murder till order's restored

Into the breach we charge
Drums roll like thunder to the beat of our hearts
Though by the tens we fall
Victory is near
Our ladders are scaling the wall