Night is approaching
Why, o why home
Fires are raging.
Why, o why home.


Blood likle rivers flow
Why, o why home
all in the land made low
Why, o why home

Bangs! and fangs
booms and barks
All in a moment
Bound to a machete

Monks and masons
thugs and maidens
All in sweet agony wail
"My, o my home".