Sol Invictus - Old London Weeps lyrics

Cats nine tales, coffin nails Locket for your sin Proddie dogs, Papal plots Bonfires start to sing Old London weeps Weather vanes, the king of Spain Points to the Cornish coast A Norfolk home, worships Mary's throne And drinks a secret toast A faerie king he starts to singe A poker finds its home Old firm rules, broken duels Steel bonnets ride for home Poison pens, an inn by the Thames A drink for Dr. Dee Friar's black which the hangman's trap And falling masonry City square, the bankers stare Hush, the temple sleeps Oh, come winter rain, wash away our shame And listen as old London weeps