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[Verse 1]
Some days, I drink my coffee by the grave of William Blake
Some days, when the hour's past too late
Lost in my thoughts, where do I belong?
The London I knew is gone, long gone
[Chorus]
The sun hangs low, the church bells toll
The clouds unfold with burning gold
When truth breaks through these city walls
Perfidious Albion must fall
[Verse 2]
This greedy, unpleasant land wraps itself in a flag
Pretending it's freedom, a dictatorship in drag
The forever wars, tyrannical laws
The coup d’états with probable cause
All revealed to little more than polite applause
[Chorus]
The sun hangs low, the church bells toll
The clouds unfold with burning gold
When truth breaks through these city walls
Perfidious Albion must fall
[Bridge]
The agents of malice, provocateurs in disguise
Using slivers of truth to sell the biggest of lies
The lexicon is weaponised, population atomised
Information criminalised, the dissenters?
Tongue-tied
[Chorus]
The sun hangs low, the church bells toll
The clouds unfold with burning gold
When truth breaks through these city walls
Perfidious Albion must fall
[Refrain]
By the grave of William Blake
By the grave of William Blake
By the grave of William Blake
By the grave of William Blake
Written by: Matt Johnson

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