1593 Lyrics

Late last night I woke from the strangest dream

From hence where I captive be

Confined, imprisoned no longer free

To stand upon this weary deck

Chained in fetters cursed and hexed

To feel the salt in my swollen wounds

To desire death and death alone

To know that I have forsaken thee

Have sought my best, my best I bleed

Where art thou my lovely bride who has taken

The stars that shine, I call out to the wind to sing

To blow it's love on me, Fifteen Ninety Three

Late last night I woke from the strangest dream

Late last night I had from the strangest dream

For it was Fifteen Ninety Three I set to sail on the raging sea

To turn the tide of war gone mad

To keep the hoard from our golden land

But all upon me now they tread

To take my life to take my head

Be silent now my heart in me

Cast out not all thy memories

Where art thou my lovely bride who has taken

The stars that shine, I call out to the wind to sing

To blow it's love on me, Fifteen Ninety Three

Late last night I woke from the strangest dream

Fifteen Ninety Three

Late last night I woke from the strangest dream

Late last night in Fifteen Ninety Three