Lyrics
Verse 1:
In the heart of the ancient wood,
Where shadows dance, where heroes stood,
Two mighty armies met that day,
In blood and valor, in fierce array.
With swords drawn high and shields aligned,
They clashed beneath the forest's bind,
The echoes of their battle cries,
Now haunt the trees and darkened skies.
Pre-Chorus:
Through the mist and through the haze,
The whispers of a thousand days,
The stories told in silent breath,
Of warriors brave who met their death.
Chorus:
In the bloodiest battle on English land,
Where thousands fell, both sword and hand,
The woodland whispers tales of old,
Of soldiers' hearts, both brave and bold.
They are not lost, they are not gone,
Their legacy forever strong,
In every leaf and branch above,
Their memories live on with love.
Verse 2:
The ground now stained with heroes’ plight,
A testament to endless night,
Where neither side could claim the field,
In stalemate grim, their fate was sealed.
Yet in this hallowed, sacred glen,
The spirits of the fallen men,
Do guard the land with silent might,
Their stories carried through the night.
Pre-Chorus:
The wind it sings their mournful song,
Of battles fierce and battles long,
The trees remember every name,
In whispered tones, they speak their fame.
Chorus:
In the bloodiest battle on English land,
Where thousands fell, both sword and hand,
The woodland whispers tales of old,
Of soldiers' hearts, both brave and bold.
They are not lost, they are not gone,
Their legacy forever strong,
In every leaf and branch above,
Their memories live on with love.
Bridge:
By moon's pale light, their shadows play,
In spectral dance, they find their way,
Through branches high and roots below,
Their stories in the night wind's flow.
Chorus:
In the bloodiest battle on English land,
Where thousands fell, both sword and hand,
The woodland whispers tales of old,
Of soldiers' hearts, both brave and bold.
They are not lost, they are not gone,
Their legacy forever strong,
In every leaf and branch above,
Their memories live on with love.
Outro:
So heed the whispers, soft and true,
Of heroes' deeds and battles blue,
For in this wood, their spirits soar,
Their tales of valor evermore.
