Blücher’s warriors
Sworn to slay
Enemy soldiers
In disarray
Entrenched and tall
The clarion called
Doom’s curtain
Upon them falls

Two armies clashed
Beneath the sun
In Waterloo
Where history was spun
Napoleon
Sought to crush them down
Claim the victory
And take the crown

In dead of night
Their shadows grow
In lunar light
Their troops laid low
The battle raged
The cannons roared
As heroes fell
The legends soared