Usher in the rally cries   Revolution's here again   The emperor's bonds are broken   And free he shall remain      Escape though narrow, was demand   While his reign remained in view   This fight for France, till bitter end   He must see it through      Coalition forms of many lands   Against Napoleon, west to east   Dogs of war will take to arms   And soon will be unleashed      Prussian, Russian and Austrian   All follow British lead   At allies' helm is Wellington   Who must make his Foe concede      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be force to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   And you will see your hundred days come to an end      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be forced to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   It lies before you, fate shall befall you      Quickly, the allies gather force   Near the Franco-Belgian line   While 124,000 French   March there in double time      As the battle begins   Napoleon springs his audacious plan   He'll attack them on two fronts   Splitting up his warring Band      As the Prussians sound retreat   Behind they leave 12,000 slain   Most of their force is still in tact   And will live to fight again      Wellington   Who felt the loss of 5,000 men   Would feel more under cannon fire   Bombardment from the French      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be force to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   And you will see your hundred days come to an end      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be forced to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   It lies before you, fate shall befall you      Of all the wars I have waged   To propel my nations might   For this I'll be remembered   From now 'till the end of time      If to the victor go the spoils   I may die an impoverished man   For in the end, irony   Has dealt the cruelest hand      The French Force was swift and sure   But their attack would be repelled   And though their center battered   The Anglo-Dutch line would be held      As fate or skill would have it   An army moves in from the east   The Prussians who slipped out of his hands   Would soon spell his defeat      The French lines now are broken   And being open to attack   The Emperor has no choice   And the Old Guard pulls him back      There were 45,000 wounded or dead   When the fight was finally through   On a three square mile battlefield   At a town named Waterloo      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be force to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   And you will see your hundred days come to an end      Foreshadowed man of destiny   Soon you will be forced to see   Nations aligning against you   Marking the time your reign is through   It lies before you, fate shall befall you