Once, all this was silver birch, Scots pine and English yew, Hawthorne where Aldi stands
Come now, we can plant anew and crack wide Tesco?s aisles, with Acorns from the ground
Quintillions of sacred atoms cluster and collide
And the stately homes of England?s stained glass windows testify
The bluebell woods, where we once stood are under tarmac now
And the sacred groves, those mighty oaks are Dark satanic shopping centers now
Ash, Rowan tree and Lime, Could Albion rebuild, Reforest Britain now,
Hornbeam and lowly spindle tree, Could burst through Asda?s floors, with Acorns from the ground
Quintillions of sacred atoms cluster and collide
And the council homes of England?s plastic windows testify
The bluebell woods, where we once stood are under tarmac now
And the sacred groves, the mighty oaks are Dark satanic shopping centers now
All my kingdom for a moment more
All my kingdom for a moment more
All my kingdom for a moment more,
A moment more