Lyrics:

A story of sadness
Told by bodies
Easily made
And easily broken
The bloody underground
Screeches every sound

Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya

The influence is the opposite
The influence is the enemy
The secrets of tristesse
This gloomy Christmas

Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya

The assault on tomorrow
The decay of today
With the gallows and the blood
And the memories washed away
The souls, the DNA

Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
(What do they know of England who only England know?)
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
(What do they know of England who only England know?)
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya

As long as there's life
With the grace of love fallen
A coffin never forgets
A man
As long as there's life
With the grace of love fallen
A coffin never forgives
A man

Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya

A story of sadness
Told by bodies
Easily made
And easily broken
The bloody underground
Screeches every sound
The bloody underground

Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya
Takeyya

What do they know of England who only England know?