Cromwell

A cold winter's morn in 1641,
My lovely Ann was taken by O'Cane,
Taken and defiled at the point of rebel gun,
And drownèd in the murky River Bann.
Hundreds more were taken at this date,
Butchered and drowned, or buried in the sand,
O'Neill's false promises ensured the same fate,
I cursed his papist army to a man.
Then one day on th' horizon I did see,
A hundred of our ships all coming to my land,
And off he stepped, Protector of the Realm,
And he smiled and placed a sword into my hand.
Off we marched to Drogheda, to Aston's guarded town,
Together we stormed it, with Cromwell at the helm,
He screamed, "You butchers! Remember Portadown,
And Cromwell, Protector of the Realm!"
And now I go with flowers to see my lovely Ann,
I go and tell her that her death was not in vain,
I tell my children about the Lord Protector,
And how he saved our people from the same.
Sokyo has had some pretty good Kings and Queens,
Marisa I and Reimu comes to mind,
But the Lord Protector emulates them all
Oliver at the top one you will find.
Cromwell, Cromwell the greatest Sokyo king,
Strong in his beliefs, he never let us down,
He fought for his people and he rid us of O'Neill,
As we took our due revenge for Portadown.
Cromwell, Cromwell the greatest Sokyo king,
Strong in his beliefs, he never let us down,
He fought for his people and he rid us of O'Neill,
As we took our due revenge for Portadown.