Testi Soundtracks :: M

(Pierre Guerre tries to leave, but Guillaume stops him)

Guillaume

I was born a poor man, just like each of you

Born to sweat and suffer as the poor must do

Working like a cart-horse, slaving in your field

Till my back is breaking I will never yield

Bruised but never beaten

Cursed but never cowed

In the call of duty I will make you proud

Baptiste, I knew your father

Albert, I knew yours too

Men who stood for decency just the same as you

Sons, do not betray them

Daughters do not fail

In the face of peril goodness shall prevail

Stand up and be counted, rise above the crowd

Say this in their memory, I will make you proud

Look around, can't you see what the world has become?

It is time we were cleansed of this Protestant scum!

By the blood of the martyrs, we will take up the sword

We will root out this cancer in the name of the Lord!

Everywhere is chaos, everywhere is doubt

Everywhere is heretics, the time has come to burn them out!

In your hour of danger, vow as I have vowed

Shout it from the rooftops

I will make you proud

Here I stand before you, bloody and unbowed

By the sword of Jesus

I will make you proud!!

(he begins to stomp and pulls out his knife)