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Rorke's Drift Lyrics
News that came that morning told that the main force had been slain,
Chance for peace and justice gone, and all talks had been in vain
A prince had been offended and he had gone the path of war
Now that 1500 men are dead, and the Zulus at the door
Zulus attack,
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
Later on that fateful day as they head towards the drift,
Stacking boxes, fortifying, preparations must be swift
Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns,
As the rifles fire echoes higher, beating like the sound of drums
Zulus attack,
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
1879, when a few held the line
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
When the last stand was made, and the Empire saved
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
Zulus attack,
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
Chance for peace and justice gone, and all talks had been in vain
A prince had been offended and he had gone the path of war
Now that 1500 men are dead, and the Zulus at the door
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
Stacking boxes, fortifying, preparations must be swift
Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns,
As the rifles fire echoes higher, beating like the sound of drums
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
When the last stand was made, and the Empire saved
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
Fight back to back
Show them no mercy and
Fire at will,
Kill or be killed
Facing, awaiting
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
There's no surrender
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's Drift controlled
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The Battle of Rorke's Drift takes place in 1879 during the Anglo-Zulu war and might be one of the more well known last stands in history. A small mission station became an unlikely battleground when somewhere between 3000 and 4000 Zulu warriors attacked the just over 150 men strong British garrison on the 22nd of January. The battle lasted into the next morning and the British, who had barricaded themselves behind mealie bags, biscuit boxes and old furniture, only lost 17 men