• The bells toll
    The rain falls
    Blood in the streets
    & on the wall
    3 young men
    One in chains
    The next in disguise
    & the other in pain
    Flee their country
    To avoid the noose
    Black England has fallen
    Unable to accuse
    The 3 young men
    That fled the land
    So Black England sends out
    A monstrous band
    One is demon
    The next is undead
    The last two are connected
    & painted blood red
    The monsters go out
    In search of the 3
    The 3 young men
    That fled their country