The band in position stood resolute
To attack the guards as the passed the rise
Quick and efficient their aim was to kill
The first of the band to achieve a kill
Did so with an arrow through the rain
Liam reined his stead and galloped down the rise
Crashing into the soldiers flank to steal
Life from a young man standing resolute
Defending the wagon of the kings gold
The band missed a cart depart with the gold
Within this one, more steal waiting to kill
The Doors flew open, the band fought resolute
To survive, but as their blood mixed with rain
Away, and above his head did hands rise
The spring of twenty-five, a trial did rise
Though years of plunder, no store house of gold
Liam sentenced to death, for all he did steal
The roll was given for all he did kill
On that beautiful day, a hint of rain
Liam joined the ranks, the hanging resolute
If war gives Rise to the desire to kill
If the sparkle of Gold, drives you to rain
Blood and Steal, prey, stay strong and resolute