In the past when London's cobbled streets Were covered with the smiles of death It is one way to the tower For a man with dyin' breath Sent him through the gateway to be punished For his treason to the Crown A broken body racked with pain Stands at Traitors Gate
Kids run to see the broken man Who knows his fate Disloyal to his country Facing a sentence not long to wait Outside brick towers high above the ground They wait for the blade to fall Broken body racked with pain Now stands at Traitors Gate
Coal black iron gates Sees all who pass never to return again Hung cross water They can hear his screams of pain Today can her his screams of pain Today by the river, close to the tower The screams are heard no more A broken body racked with pain Stands at Traitors Gate Traitors Gate, Traitors GateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
