England, Awake!
England, awake!.
The ambush is set. Their weapons prepared,
The forces of desperate Anarchy lurk
In the shades of numberless causes
To strike at Democracy’s heart.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants and self-serving groups,
Are ready to assault your very life.
England, awake!. Awake!.
Myth-breathing Gog
And Magog, come again to win
New fame for English freedom’s honoured name.
Come in your fabled strength once more;
Defeat our scheming foes.
Those foes, more subtle
Than in ancient times, who do not make
An honest fight but, rather, skulk
In dark deceitfulness to seek
Advantage where they may.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants and self-serving groups,
Are ready to destroy your peaceful life.
England, awake!. Awake!.
Time-breathing Arthur,
Bring to life again your noblest
Chivalry. Come with your knights to our aid
Before these secret enemies
Can deal their fatal blows.
Those enemies who
Plot to win power and self-
Advancement through our loss; those who
Lack pity for our helpless innocents.
Though claining cause with them.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants<and self-serving groups,
Are ready to imprison your free life.
England, awake!. Awake!.
Hope-breathing Hereward,
Hero of Saxon times, who fought
Oppressors of your countrymen,
Return to us in this, our time need.
Forestall the evil ones.
The bigoted
Of every kind are here amid
The ranks of Anarchy. Their partial causes
Feed the lusts of reason-hating,
Treason-scheming rebels.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants and self-serving groups,
Are ready to disperse your great ideals.
England, awake!. Awake!.
Sea-breathing Drake,
Beat loud your Drum’s deep call to warn
This island nation that heartless pirates
Surround us, as the seas enclose
Our favoured lands and homes.
Those crafty men
Of politics, who glibly press
Activities which undermine our Laws
Of natural reason and fairmindedness,
Are numbered with the foe.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants and self-serving groups,
Are ready, now, to strike against your heart.
England, awake!. Awake!.
Fight-breathing Churchill.
Re-appear to us and lead us, as once
Before you lad, against the soul-less forces
Of the Dark and brought us safely
Through to victory.
Come Gog and Magog!.
Arthur and Hereward come, with Drake
And Churchill!. Your time of resurrection
Is here and now!. We need your loyal strengths
Your courage and your fight!.
England, awake!.
Awake to your perils unseen!.
Your enemies, who are the friends
Of ruthless tyrants and self-serving groups,
Are ready to impose their dreadful rule!.
England, awake!. Awake!.
The ambush is set.
Their weapons prepared, the forces
Of Anarchy lurk in the shades
Of numberless causes, ready to strike
At Democracy’s heart.
England, awake!. Awake!. Awake!.
