22nd of June, 209 AD, A crowd gathers. 6月22日，公元209，人群聚集。

Ohhh they fuckin' love a good beheading. 噢噢噢，他们该死的爱的好斩首。

Watch as St.Alban's head, rolls down the hill. 看着St.Alban的头部，滚下山坡。

The crowd stood still, 'cause what they just saw, 众人站定， “导致了他们刚刚看到，

It petrified them to the core, 它吓呆它们的核心，

Ahhh to the core. 唉唉到芯。

Ahhhhhh. AHHHHHH 。

   

As the executioner raised his as his axe, 当刽子手举起他的斧头，

I swear the saint smiled. 我发誓圣笑了。

   

Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city, 欢迎Verulamium ，教堂城市，

All eyes on the saint. 在圣所有的目光。

Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city, 欢迎Verulamium ，教堂城市，

All eyes on the saint. 在圣所有的目光。

   

Our city with its beautiful history, 我们的城市拥有美丽的历史，

Is being diluted. 被摊薄。

But we will not let go. 但是，我们都不会放过。

No we wont. 不，我们的习惯。

Now get a grip on your roots boy. 现在，让你的根男孩抓地力。

Don't let go. 不要放过。

But we will not let go. 但是，我们都不会放过。

   

Ahhhhhh. AHHHHHH 。

   

As the executioner raised his as his axe, 当刽子手举起他的斧头，

I swear the saint smiled. 我发誓圣笑了。

   

Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city, 欢迎Verulamium ，大教堂城市，

All eyes on the saint. 在圣所有的目光。

Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city, 欢迎Verulamium ，大教堂城市，

All eyes on the saint. 在圣所有的目光。

   

And it's cold outside. 它的外面冷。

And it's cold outside. 它的外面冷。

And it's cold outside. 它的外面冷。

And it's cold outside. 它的外面冷。

   

As the executioner swung his wedge, 当刽子手挥舞着楔形，

His eyes popped right out his fuckin' head. 他的眼睛突然出现右出他娘“的头。

Then when he should see the ancient moment, 然后，当他应该看到古老的时刻，

The making of the first British martyr. 英国第一烈士的决策。

British martyr. 英烈士。

   

Here lies truth, where I stand. 这里躺着实话，我的立场。

Here lies truth, where I stand. 这里躺着实话，我的立场。

Here lies truth, where I stand. 这里躺着实话，我的立场。

Here lies truth, where I stand. 这里躺着实话，我的立场。

   

So where St.Albans head, 那么， St.Albans头，

Laid to rest, after the kill. 安息，击杀之后。

Fresh water sprung up from the ground, 食水从地上长起来，

At the bottom of what's now, 在什么现在的底部，

Holywell hill. 圣井山。

Holywell hill. 圣井山。