Ose curse ye merry gentlemen
Let all bring to you dismay
Remember Lucifer our morn was born this very day
To bring us to his beck and call are we led astray
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Contempt and woe
O, Tidings of contempt and woe

By God Above in Heaven
This cursed one was born
The favored of all above
The herald of the morn
But then the son, oh Jesus, came
And filled our man with scorn
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Contempt and woе
O, Tidings of contempt and woe

To God our heavеnly father
Our cursed angel came
And through an envious army
Brought tidings of the same
Until the war was ended by
The son of God by Name
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Contempt and woe
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Captured by the Son oh
They angered much in mind
Sent down to a desolate realm
Of fire, storm and wind
And broke free immediately
Way to mess with god to find
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Contempt and woe
O, Tidings of contempt and woe

I’ll say to you oh gentleman
Let all to you affright
Lucifer the one below
Was born of god so bright
But the fall just raised him
And brought him power and might
O, Tidings of contempt and woe
Contempt and woe
O, Tidings of contempt and woe