Boadicea,
Your husband was murdered
They ravaged your daughters, and burnt all your lands
In desperation, you called your people in battle
They answered your calling
with swords in their hands

Aren't you rightful queen of Iceni?
You'd beat the Romans, won't you?
You know the chariots are always your best bet
Now it seems to me the Romans
Have marched on the battlefield
And you only want them done before sun will set

Boadicea,
oh, how sweet is your revenge
Your pain and your anger, they give you energy, Ma'm
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's your goal in the long run
Your warbands did burn down the Londinium

Don't your blood get cold in the battlefield?
Your wains won't flee and your men won't yield
You're on the road both night time and the day
You're deploying all your spears and bows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?

Boadicea,
'Twas Suetonius Paullus
Who met you with legions and beat you at last
You may be dead now', but there's the legacy of you
Your name is remembered
(name is remembered)
Your name is remembered
two thousand years past