Текст песни In a Dungeon - Hexador

In a dungeon
Of the French Bastille
From it towers
Shading bowers

Where my heart was imprisoned
Whilst they charged me with treason
For my love

To the gallows
And the guillotine
Then conspire
Burned with fire

I prithee please have mercy
When you found unworthy
Of my love

Once our lives in better days
When we have pledged our vows
Paris spree and love carefree in spring

Trothed to you perchance I'll falter
Fleeing from your charms

Thou art fair maiden
Courtier of the queen
Pretty lass of dainty class
Anon to be shortly with me

Twain I sought privy counsel
When love sealed my fate

In stone castles
And ivory towers
Where courtiers flatter
The sovereigns powers

Vouchsafe the whispers
Of a lover's tale in secret rendezvous
Quivering with candles in soft footsteps,
Run the two

Where a lovely mademoiselle
Pledged for a king's ransom to kiss
This suitor groaning
To the ministering angels for bliss

Ay marry! I pleading curtsey
Desperate on bended knee
'Twas misfortunes to cast
Priceless pearls hither from me

I but a knave wooer
And the damsel above rubies
Taken by the Queen's henchmen
To my fate his duties

But removed from the courtyard
In chains and so fraught
Yoked under heavy guard
To this place I am brought

I leave you with this last piece of advice
If one day you find love in disguise
Do not your consort make,
Best be alone, and wise