From the Churchill Lyrics

Was there a crime below

Cries drowned out by the sea

The truth at Chapel Oak

It's wicked devotees

Of tar and fire stoke

A creature vile set free

An evil they invoked

It rampaged through the streets

Run and hide it comes from the church hill

Close your eyes, the horror it instills

Run inside it finds you it will kill

Do not cry, be silent and be still

Tales of so long ago

The Baron intervened

Excised in the Baroque

Hope is what we need

With blade and horse he spoke

Battle was the key

"We shall defeat the goat

I see victory."

Run and hide it comes from the church hill

(Run and hide it comes from the church hill)

Close your eyes, the horror it instills

(Close your eyes, the horror it instills)

Run inside it finds you it will kill

(Run inside it finds you it will kill)

Do not cry, be silent and be still

(Do not cry, be silent and be still)