The Commonwealth Lives by Thaurorod Lyrics

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