Wittenburg

Throw your bibles in the fire
Watch the pages burn
When you call truth a liar
You cry for Wittenburg

Salvation bought and sold
There at Heaven's gate
Cross his palm with gold
Show your ticket, seal your fate

What a rogue and peasant slave
Couldn't send the King to his grave
Though murder has no tongue
She can point to the guilty one

Resurrect the past
That's where it all begun
Pinned his colours to the mast
A humble miner's son

Foul deeds will arise
In the name of God
See the guilt in her eyes
For she lay with the dog

Send his soul straight to Hell
To feel the lash of the devil's tail
Pray for mercy, the game is up
Time to drink from the poisoned cup

Cry for Wittenburg


Wittenburg

The Shine

Jolly Jack’s comin’ out to play
He’s baying for blood ‘cos he’s been working all day
Something lurks in the heart of the maze
There in the bowels of the beast’s domain

You got the shine Danny, boy you got the shine x 2

Cries of murder, tales of doom
Don’t set foot in that empty room
Two, three, seven, Mark of Cain
You’ll never feel the same again

You got the shine, Danny, boy you got the shine 
You got the shine Danny boy you got the sine

Twin sisters in the corridor
You feel their terror ‘cos you see what they saw
White man’s burden strikes again
From Timbuktu to Portland Maine

You got the shine Danny, boy you got the shine
You got the shine Danny, boy you got the shine

The plot thickens
The thread unfolds
Left to freeze outside in the cold

Repeat to fade...


The Shine

1665

Tongue of Dog

Fair is foul and foul is fair
Though the fog and filthy air
When the hurly burly’s done
When the battle’s lost and won

Here I have a pilot’s thumb
Wrecked as homeward he did come
And I the mistress of your charms
The close contriver of all harms

God save the King 
God save the King

Was never called to bear my part
Or show the glory of our art
And which is worse all you have done
Hath been for a wayward son

By the pricking of our thumbs 
Something wicked this way comes
Show his eyes and grieve his heart
Come like shadows so depart

God save the King 
All hail the King

Double double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Eye of newt and toe of frog
Wool of bat and tongue of dog


Tongue of Dog

For One Reason (Or Another)

Skip along the primrose path
To an empty grave
Ain’t no use in telling me 
That’s no way to behave

Conscience rides the back of fear
Makes cowards of all us
Honour is all good and nice
But will she break your fall

A state of nature
A fall from grace
I see through you
And that painted smile across your face
 
Behold the sacred camel
Thread the needle’s eye
The rich man sings in Heaven
Leaves us all behind

Put a beggar on a horse
See where he rides
Straight into the arms of Hell
With a devil by his side

Count your blessings
For what their worth
Wil they save you
Once you’re buried under earth

The pull of fate
The sport of Gods
Try as you might
You will never beat the odds.

They say that love will conquer hate
And fear will never win
I say seeing is believing 
When you see the state we’re in

Condemn the perpetrator
Condolence for the dead
The culprit is the victim
Once they got inside his head


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