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Beneath a mist-capped mountain

An oaken forest did grow

Around and ancient trackway

That led to the old Barrow

On a starlit night on the dark of the moon

A torch lights the funeral pyre

And the iciness in the tribe’s hearts

Are warmed by the heat of the fire

Then the Druids move in with the dawn

As the circle of people they sing

And the ashes are gathering together

And taken to the Tomb of the King

Then down through history they changed

And the Sacred Grove it came

On the night of initiation

An ordeal of terror and pain

The warriors stood in the forest

With the herbs rubbed into their brows

Then they turned to face the darkness

Of the old Barrow

Then down through history they changed

When a woman cold and bare

Ran into the darkened forest

And into the Ancestor’s Lair

Then men on horseback drew near

And they looked into the mouth of the hill

Then they left that bitch, that healer, that Witch

Until all in the forest was still

In a Parliament House in London town

A part of our heritage dies

The road builder’s plan is blessed by a cheque

As the blood of the signature dries

Then the monsters move in with the dawn

As the circle of people they sing

And the old oaks are cut from the earth

As they tear down the Tomb of the King

As I sit in the silence of my car

I notice that not much has changed

More cars just use this road now

And the traffic jam now has three lanes

Still my dream takes me back to the time

When in the circles we sing

Under a moonlit sky

To heal the Tomb of the King

Beneath a mist-capped mountain

An oaken forest did grow

Around and ancient trackway

That led to the old Barrow

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