Lyrics The Commonwealth Lives - Thaurorod

The Commonwealth Lives

The tower of London
I sit in its dungeon
And simply for hearing the call
Though I cannot remember
This foolish endeavor
I vaguely recall how we blundered it all
Oliver Cromwell
Lord Protector
Behind his lectern
With dreams to be soured
By royalist power
We die in this tower
But that’s what you get
A torrent of wind
No escape from this madness
The power within
Puts the wind buck into my sails
And in spite of your lies
The Commonwealth lives
From Ireland’s fair hills
To the highlands of Dunbar
His body lies here
But his name traveled so far
And through all this fighting
He would not become king
With providence spoken
He gave us free hand
And from Marston Moor
To the whole civil war
We all made a stand
For our glorious kind
A torrent of wind
No escape from this madness
The power within
Puts the wind buck into my sails
And in spite of your lies
The Commonwealth lives
A torrent of wind
No escape from this madness
The power within
Puts the wind buck into my sails
And in spite of your lies
The Commonwealth lives