Luyện nghe bài hát A Leader On Losing Control

music and lyrics by Corb

I tried my to stop them, yes, I tried to make them wait
And I appealed to their decency mercy on this day
I issued them orders on pain of death and disarray
But in the end they would not listen and their lances anyway

Men of no account they were, their breeding and low
With not a trace of wisdom, or virtue in their souls
Yet trained them long and hard I did to them to the crown
To act as of justice, follow edict handed down

You see these were not militia men, a-fighting for their
Nor fathers, sons nor husbands, sire, but foreigners on
Mercenary killers, career to a man
Lashing out with vengeance one cannot accept or

I could not instill the discipline 'twas duty to
And they in the end to instincts of the basest kind
Now on my knee before you here, I drop my in shame
little consolation take my head for I'm to blame

O, so spoke the leader on control