| Song | The Last We Wage |
| Artist | Blackguard |
| Album | Profugus Mortis |
| 作曲 : Ablaze | |
| Together on the eve of the new year | |
| In a logging camp in Gatineau | |
| Far away from the ones we love | |
| In the desolation and the snow | |
| Drunk Baptiste says he has a plan | |
| A plan to travel across this land | |
| We'll be with our family tonight and be back before first light | |
| We must run La Chasse Galerie | |
| Make a deal with the Devil | |
| He'll give us what we need | |
| On a flying canoe we ride | |
| To the révellion or die | |
| And then the Devil appeared and the rules he made quite clear | |
| Touch not a cross or swear on the Lord's name | |
| Or your soul is lost | |
| Be back before the light as well | |
| If not it's straight to hell | |
| We put our fears aside | |
| To the rules we will abide | |
| Let's ride tonight across the sky | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| The skies are so clear | |
| So much we're eased of all our fear, LOOK OUT! | |
| For the church ahead | |
| Turn away or we'll be dead | |
| Not far to the révellion | |
| So long since I've been home | |
| Not long 'till the journey's done | |
| And the party has just begun | |
| Let's ride tonight! Across the sky | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| We'll meet the Devil and play his game | |
| The wage is worth what we will gain | |
| The drink ever did flow | |
| And the dancing never slowed | |
| Alive and we're all here | |
| So raise your glass and give a cheer | |
| The Devil's eyes are watching us | |
| Now our time is almost up | |
| And as the clock struck five we had to leave or die | |
| We said tearful goodbyes | |
| But now we must take to the skies | |
| Onward we went on through the fog | |
| Our boat did hit a cross but not a | |
| Shard touched one of us | |
| Our souls are not yet lost | |
| Let's ride tonight across the skies | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| We'll meet the Devil and play his game | |
| The wage is worth what we will gain | |
| The drunk Baptiste nearly said the words that'd damn us all to hell | |
| With a swift hit he met my fist and overboard he fell | |
| The rest of us who made it back | |
| We all did agree | |
| Never attempt La Chasse Gallerie |
| zuò qǔ : Ablaze | |
| Together on the eve of the new year | |
| In a logging camp in Gatineau | |
| Far away from the ones we love | |
| In the desolation and the snow | |
| Drunk Baptiste says he has a plan | |
| A plan to travel across this land | |
| We' ll be with our family tonight and be back before first light | |
| We must run La Chasse Galerie | |
| Make a deal with the Devil | |
| He' ll give us what we need | |
| On a flying canoe we ride | |
| To the ré vellion or die | |
| And then the Devil appeared and the rules he made quite clear | |
| Touch not a cross or swear on the Lord' s name | |
| Or your soul is lost | |
| Be back before the light as well | |
| If not it' s straight to hell | |
| We put our fears aside | |
| To the rules we will abide | |
| Let' s ride tonight across the sky | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| The skies are so clear | |
| So much we' re eased of all our fear, LOOK OUT! | |
| For the church ahead | |
| Turn away or we' ll be dead | |
| Not far to the ré vellion | |
| So long since I' ve been home | |
| Not long ' till the journey' s done | |
| And the party has just begun | |
| Let' s ride tonight! Across the sky | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| We' ll meet the Devil and play his game | |
| The wage is worth what we will gain | |
| The drink ever did flow | |
| And the dancing never slowed | |
| Alive and we' re all here | |
| So raise your glass and give a cheer | |
| The Devil' s eyes are watching us | |
| Now our time is almost up | |
| And as the clock struck five we had to leave or die | |
| We said tearful goodbyes | |
| But now we must take to the skies | |
| Onward we went on through the fog | |
| Our boat did hit a cross but not a | |
| Shard touched one of us | |
| Our souls are not yet lost | |
| Let' s ride tonight across the skies | |
| Our souls are on the line | |
| To be with our families tonight | |
| We' ll meet the Devil and play his game | |
| The wage is worth what we will gain | |
| The drunk Baptiste nearly said the words that' d damn us all to hell | |
| With a swift hit he met my fist and overboard he fell | |
| The rest of us who made it back | |
| We all did agree | |
| Never attempt La Chasse Gallerie |