Electric Light Orchestra - The Battle Of Marston Moor - Текст песни

My Lord King,

	You stoop to betray your own people,

	And even in the eyes of God,

	Do you not relent?

	I am therefore bound by no other course

	I shall raise an army;

	Together we will march against you and your kind,

	And every born man will fight to regain his own freedom,

	And cleanse his wretched soul.