The White and the Red.

The white and the red,
The white and the red,
We fought for the roses,
But now we are dead.

King Richard and Henry

They both claimed the throne

Man fights with an army

But dies all alone.

When battle is raging

We all fight to kill

There's no time to think

Of the blood that we spill

Some soldiers will fall

And some will survive

Some will be dead

Some still alive.

Death does not care

Upon which side we fight

Death does not care

Who is wrong or is right.

The white and the red,
The white and the red,
We fought for the roses,
But now we are dead.