Music: Hildegard von Blingin'
Between the moor and the fen
O'er the hill，above the glen
To the North，then to the South
Or was it by the river's mouth?
There,look,there
There stands the tower
Cold and bare,
There stands the tower
The wind wails through these empty halls
Ivy climbs the crumbling walls
Yet one fire is still alight
In a turret burning bright
Far below
A knight is riding
Through the snow
Up to the tower
They say our sovereign shall restore
This land to glory days of yore
What Nimrod built will shine anew
White stone upon a sky of blue
There,look,there
There stands the tower
Proud and fair,
The sovereign Tower