The Redcoats Are Coming

[Verse 1]
The smoke still hung on the morning wind,
Black as a widow’s veil,
Where Gnar beasts fell and good men too
Along the shattered vale.
Old Lord Strongcastle held the line,
His sword red to the hilt,
Beside him stood Smallwater’s Earl
On ground their fathers built.

[Verse 2]
Their armor cracked, their banners torn,
Their numbers cut in two,
But still they faced the eastern dark
As iron-hearted men will do.
The Gnar came howling through the mist,
Claw and fang and flame,
And every man who held that field
Would never be the same.

[Chorus]
Then a rider came like thunder,
Dust and blood upon his face,
Crying, “Raise your heads, you battered men—
Relief is on the way!
The Redcoats are coming, the Redcoats are coming!
I saw their banners flying!
Volley after volley broke the Gnar—
And the devils all went dying!”

[Verse 3]
He said, “I rode the eastern road
Where the blackened wheatfields lie,
And saw the Gnar swarm thick as crows
Beneath a burning sky.
But lines of scarlet held the ridge
As steady as the sea,
And thunder rolled from iron guns
In ruthless harmony.”

[Verse 4]
“Volley after volley split the air,
White smoke drifting wide,
And every time the muskets spoke
Another beast had died.
The Gnar broke ranks like frightened wolves
And fled the killing plain—
I swear to God those Redcoat lines
Will break them once again.”

[Chorus]
Oh the Redcoats are coming, the Redcoats are coming!
Three great airships in the sky!
Their cannon roar like judgment day
And their banners riding high!
The Redcoats are coming, the Redcoats are coming!
Let every church bell ring—
For marching with that scarlet tide
Ride Strongcastle’s children!

[Verse 5]
The Stormbreaker leads the airship line,
Her shadow long and wide,
And on her deck stand those who swore
This land would never die.
Richard and Mark with blades of light,
Donna fierce and proud,
And David of Twosun rides with them
Above the cheering crowd.

[Verse 6]
Old Strongcastle raised his blade
Though weary to the bone,
And Smallwater’s Earl beside him
Gave a weary soldier’s groan.
Then laughter rolled across the field
Where grief had ruled before—
For hope came marching from the East
With drums of distant war.

[Final Chorus]
The Redcoats are coming, the Redcoats are coming!
Let the battered banners rise!
The dragon’s brood will learn at last
How free men stand and fight!
The Redcoats are coming, the Redcoats are coming!
Hear the valley sing again—
For the scarlet line and Strongcastle’s blood
Are marching with our men.

Epic outlaw country folk ballad, gritty male vocal, fiddle, acoustic guitar, marching snare, cinematic chorus, heroic