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Hail thth'r fine fellows Let us embark upon a journey Whence the grass be so green and fresh Whence the air be clear and warm as a summ'r day Be thith'r witchcraft within these wat'rs ? Consuming fine wine and ale As we laye'th und'rneath the trees The sirs Fract're their bones As they ende'vo'r to gand'r Upon us Thou cou'd trav'l the land Yet nought com'th far great'r To the kingd'm of gold (?) Once thou rejoice with us Thou shalt fall in love
Y'know, there's a sort of tragic irony in this song about The Troubles being covered in Bardcore stylings, as the root of The Troubles can very well be considered the English colonization of Ireland beginning in the mid-16th century shortly after Henry VIII's split from Catholicism, whence this style of music would've just been the norm for many in Europe.
but thou see'st 'tis not me 'tis not my family in thine head, in thine head, they are fighting with their steeds, and their swords and their swords, and their bows in thine head, in thine head they are crying what's in thine head in thine head, daemon? daemon? daemon? what's in thine head in thine head, daemon? daemon? daemon?