Dull Gret

Yes, we're free and we are mad
That's a knife you see, shining in my hand
I will take what's mine
For the hour has come and now this is our time

Yes we're savage and uncouth
We've a taste for blood and we will take you tooth by tooth
So run wild, my dears
We're unleashed and we're no longer afeared

(One woman can make a din)
She could plunder in front of hell!

If I'm a dragon or a shrew
Well, I've a pillow here for me to tie you to
Is this what you deem hysterical?
Oh, I can be hysterical

Unto the mouth of hell
Hunting for the king, the devil himself
And I'll return unscathed
With his ragged head hanging by my nails

(One woman can make a din)
She could plunder in front of hell!

I have flint and we have steel
So build a pyre for all to see
Burn the ones that shouted witch
And skewer his crown onto the spit