Lyrics Terrible Fortress - R. Turner

O Wicked Building
Made of brick
A Mighty Fortress is your prison

And who could say
What has occurred?
What is this sickness that you have cured?

And the neighbor kids
Riding by
Starting rumors about what′s inside

Oh, but it's worse
It′s so much worse
Than you could imagine

Innocent child
Battered and bruised
Shivering lonesome in the upper rooms

And your older brother
On that day
I couldn't speak of it, no I could not say

Terrible Fortress
You stand so tall
Your presence is known, now in every town

And with trumpets bleating
I am not alone
The day is nearing now that you're overthrown

No you may not
Enslave our children
Anymore