From the recording Over the Hills
The incredible, little known story of Colquhoun Grant; British Exploring Officer and Wellington's finest spy. Soaring, Maiden-esque vocals, bouncing keyboard melodies and a rousing singalong bridge combine with intense, threatening riffs to evoke the excitement, adventure and peril that defined Grant’s exploits in equal measure.
Lyrics
A young man from Scotland, a Highlander born
Destined for greatness and destined for war
At the edges of Empire a soldier became
Learning his trade and the warrior’s game
To the Peninsula, 1809
With the 11th, his fortune to find
Chosen by Wellington with but one aim
To bring him a victory in Spain
Ride like the wind
Behind enemy lines
Head of Intelligence
Master of spies
Man of secrets, man of honour
You will know his name
Man of secrets, man of honour
Master of the game
Exploring officer out in the field
Spy on the enemy, secrets revealed
Riding alone over mountain and plain
Searching out secrets for Wellington’s gain
A man of great courage, a man of great pride
He’ll brook no dishonour, he’ll wear no disguise
Capture, escape, to the war he’ll return
Called by a flame that still burns