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Oh Yes!

The toll bridge was closed,
south of the town.
My kinsmen were barred,
even though I wore a crown.
When I asked for a reason,
we were told to be submit.

Gweneth, my love it over-flows and spillith
Come ride my steed into the night,
do not be frightened, for I am enlightened
(at least, enough to see the way!)
Onwards - into the concert (faces painted)
By blasting drums we are elated and the howls,
and anti-Christian growls enough to shake your bowels!

Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Are you listening up high?

Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Calling on all Heraldic Beasts.

Kill! Burn!
Waste the wenches!
Hark the herald!
The King wants blood!

Hark the herald,
the war drums beating.
Hark the call,

"...I made the contrary declaration only to suspend the excessive pains of torture,
and to mollify those who made me endure them..."

Grand Master - 33rd degree, did take to the grave his masonry,
He left his mark on the Turin shroud, but was burnt alive for the parisian crowd

Denied the christ, trampled the cross, rode to jerusalem on his horse.
At the stake, he renounced his lies - the smoke left hanging in the skies

Though the bogs of St Edmund,
beyond the gaseous wastes
Lives a hero amongst men, one of expensive tastes
He dines solely on beans and rich salted prunes
He holds magic powers to which none are immune

He's the King's secret weapon and his jester to boot.
He has his own castle and vaults full of loot.