KING OF ANNWN

(Paul Housfield)



If I can meet you halfway, would you meet me halfway, too

Because I am entering this forest not knowing I'm in search of you

With your pale grey countenance and your dogs with ears of red

I'd be a fool if I did not know that you are the King of the Dead



When I entered in this forest and your quarry I did find

And I drove away those red eared hounds with a fool's unknowing mind

And now you say I must repay, what a price you ask of me

To draw my sword and with one blow to defeat your enemy



Ride on hero, leave the living alone

One year passes, then you'll return home



When I reach the gates of the land you rule, who will greet me,

who will I see?

When I walk through those dark portals, will they know I am not thee?

Though your semblance now you give to me, deep within a cold fear breaks

Of a land the living never trod, only those your kingdom takes



Ride on hero, leave the living alone

One year passes, then you'll return home



There's a river in your kingdom, far away from living light

Where you tell me that in this body I must prepare myself for a fight

There's no arguing with destiny, or with the wheel of life and death

Is it truly me that I see taking Havgan's final breath?



Ride on hero, leave the living alone

one year passes, then you'll return home

Ride on hero, Annwyn's promise will protect your home.



@myth @death

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