Cromwell

	Passing through the seven gates I ride
	Dusty road behind forever
	You have got no hope, no place to hide
	Ironsides will rise with Oliver Cromwell
	Once upon a time there ruled a King
	Now I see his proud head fallen
	Lord Protector knows true faith will win
	You should kneel to wait another morning
	Love will be my Law, Love under Will
	But first there is the Law of Cromwell
	Soon there will be graveyard on this hill
	Filled with those of you who are still standing