The Witch's Dance

Did you see the Wood-child's gaze

See the ancient fire in his eyes?

Did you hear the Ax as it sang

Thirsting to drink the blood of a king?

Did you see it flash to and fro

Glowing with a life all its own?

Did you see the tyrant fall

Headless in the torchlit hall?

Did you see the wood child

Tear the crown

From the severed head

of the king?

Did you see the Tyrant

On a stake in the village square?

Could it be the end

Has come at last?

Could this be the prophesy

Come to pass?

Back in the town they

Celebrate times to come.

Here in the wood we dance

For the end has come