Sixteenth Century Greensleeves

It's only been an hour since
He locked her in the tower
The time has come, he must be undone
By the morning

Many times before the tyrant's
Opened up the door
Someone cries, still we close our eyes
Not again

Meet me when the sun is in the western sky
The fighting must begin before another someone dies
Crossbows in the firelight
Greensleeves waving
Madmen raving through the shattered night
Yeah, heh, heh

Flames are getting higher
Make it leap unto the spire
Drawbridge down
Cut it to the ground
We shall dance around the fire

No more night
We have seen the light
Let it shine on bright
Hang him higher
Higher
Sixteenth century greensleeves

Drawbridge down
Cut it to the ground
We shall dance around, around the fire
'Round the fire

No more night
We have seen the light
Let it shine on bright
Hang him higher
Higher
Put him in the fire

Drawbridge down
Cut it to the ground
We gotta dance around the fire
The fire
The fire