The Wickerman

And the bodies of the Sesair spread across the barren plainsAnd my heart did rise to celebrate as I pulled upon the reignsThen I heard the sound of flutes and drums through theTwisted tangled treesSo I drove the deer-skin chariot and the thickets covered me[Chorus:]Where is the road to lead me home?For my eyes and arms are weary and I wear a crown of thornsWhen will I claim my rightful crown?For the forest sky is bleary and my horses hooves are groundSo we rode into the clearing as the moon rose full and brightAnd before us stood a statue made of branches bound up tightAll around it danced the witches of the Horned One in a rageSetting fire to the Rogues imprisoned in the bracken cage[Chorus]Who will come to set the prisoners freeFor their fate look dark and dreary and they're infidels like meThen a flash came and the clearing opened up my eyesPainted shaman and his acolytes rode in and gave the signHighest Drunelord of the Horned One shed his antlers and his skinWith a waving of his arms I joined the rogues to burn within[Chorus]Soon I will break us out of this cageOr the fire will consume us, we'll be back and in a rage