The Disenchanted Forest - Skyclad

The Disenchanted Forest - Skyclad
The Farm Hand＇s Ghost:
＂My kin and I had laboured hard to reap the yearly harvest
Lain weary on our gathered sheaves we cracked a vat of ale Poured a toast;
Began to boast of who could sup the hardest
Slumped in drunken slumber at the height of wild wassail
I woke to find my brothers gone that Autumn eve so balmy
Yet gazed in wide-eyed terror to the barley fields nearby
Struck dumb I swore; Stood before a mighty woad-daubed army
Believed my wits deceived me ＇til I heard their battle-cry ＂
＂Smash the axe and sow the seed;
Don＇t cause the Oaken Heart to bleed ＂
＂When he that led this heathen horde cast-off his ivy mantle;
Cohorts raised honed halberds flying pennants of leaf-green
From below approached the foe; A fierce scythe-bearing hantle
Captains sat triumphant upon coughing steel machines ＂
＂Break the bough and strip all off it
＂Break the bough and strip all off it
Fell this forest make a profit ＂
＂Opposing forces clashed beneath a red sky cracked by thunder
Entrenched beneath the hedge-row I＇d observed it quite unseen
One side stood to save the wood: T＇other planned it＇s plunder
I chose to fight for Nature＇s right; Grabbed a fallen skean
All who would one flower destroy must first cut down this Didycoy
All who would one flower destroy must first cut down this Didycoy
We fought until the last that day to gain a hard-won victory
Sucked in by the thirsty earth - I watched my life-blood ebb
Though I died at least I＇d tried to play some part in history;
A momentary trembling on the threads of Wyrd＇s web ＂
＂Are there more so brave and honest;
Who would die to save my forest ＂
＂Are there more so brave and honest;
Who would die to save my forest ＂