Battle of the Hawthorn Trees

BLESS ME MOTHER, FOR YOU KNOW I'VE SINNED I SPENT ALL MY MONEY ON THESE BRITTLE THINGS BLESS THE KINGDOM THAT WE'VE BUILT ON SAND ALL THE WORLD RIGHT THERE IN YOUR HAND BLESS THE BLACKBIRD IN THE HAWTHORN TREE SHE WAITS FOR THE BLOOMING OF THE RED BERRY THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN WILL NEVER BE WON YOU'RE AS BEAUTIFUL IN WINTER AS YOU ARE IN SUN WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN MY HANDS WERE SHAKING AND YOUR MIND IT REELS AS WE RUN LIKE DEERS THROUGH THE SHIVERING FIELDS WITH YOUR FRESH PRESSED THISTLE AND ST BRIDGID'S CROSS THE LILLY WHITE SKY, PILLOW OF MOSS MY LOVE SHE GAVE TO ME THE JEWELS OF HER MIND AND I HUNG THEM ON THE BRANCHES FROZEN IN TIME WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES UP THE CNOIC, THERE'S A HOWLING WOLF HOWLING FOR SURVIVAL WHEN WE'RE ALL ONE BLOOD BLESS THE BLACKBIRD IN THE HAWTHORN TREE SHE WAITS FOR THE BLOOMING OF HER DESTINY THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN WILL NEVER BE WON BLACK SKELETON OF WINTER, WHITE WING IN SUN MY LOVE SHE GAVE TO ME THE JEWELS OF HER MIND AND I HUNG THEM ON THE BRANCHES FROZEN IN TIME WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES WOAH, THE BATTLE OF THE HAWTHORN TREES