Constantinople

So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming The Holy Sister bars her doors against the East Her house has stood too long divided The uninvited guests are breaking up the feast She may not bid them leave again So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming I dreamed I stood like this before And I'm sure the words that I heard then Were much the same It's just an old Greek tragedy they're acting here Held over by popular acclaim So here in the night Leave your home it's time for running Out of the light I see the hosts of Mohammed coming