W.B
Adam Helal, Julia Nagle, Mark Smith, Neville Wilding, Tom Murphy
It's on forever hit it
You've heard about that Blake
Went down the hill in Chepstow in London
He was broke but it was okay
Rome didn't matter or come up
But Heaven and hell did and look up
The fire, the fire is falling
And look up, look up
The flaming hair shot through the
Streaking sun over him
Oh, merchant leave thy oil and Nebuchadnezzar
Never knew times like this
Rome didn't matter or come up
But Heaven and hell did and look up
The fire, the fire is falling
And look up, look up
Oh, citizens of London
Enlarge thy countenance
From the flaming winged hairs of thought
In his forehead
Rome didn't matter or come off
But Heaven and hell did and look up
The fire, the fire is falling
And look up, look up