Kensor's Song

Words and Music: Conn MacNeill

I sing of a battle most wondrous strange,
Where the forces of nature in conflict raged.
The winged warriors bravely stood,
to meet an army of leaf and wood.

Chorus:
And the fowl of the air give battle,
and the verdant wood makes war.
and the lilies in the meadow listen,
for the wolf who wields the sword

In a high green meadow where the lilies grow,
the warring host traded mighty blows.
The magic powers of earth and sky,
invoked by their banners with mighty replies.

Chorus

The champions of the forest realm,
met those of the sky who bravely fell.
Battling midst the meadows turf,
the magic that's strongest is that of the earth.

Chorus

The woodland warrior lines were pierced,
with vantage of magic grew suddenly fierce.
Charging forth broke the winged ranks,
who fled to refuge at rivers banks.

Chorus

Atop a bridge stood the archers winged,
and sore the woodlanders felt the sting.
For atop a bridge high above the ground,
the magic of heaven is proven more sound.

Chorus

The woodland warriors disband and fled,
and sought the safety of wooded glen.
The earthen magic that served to fore,
abandoned them now and it served them no more.

Chorus

A wolf befriended a forest race,
it pledges allegiance and promises aid.
"Take heed I am not one of your throung,
if I hold the banner the magic is strong."

Chorus

The woodland archers then challenged foe,
who fearing no magic then brandished their bows.
Great was the death-spell on arrows that flew,
they fletched with the feathers of winged ones they slew.

Chorus

They'd seen their archers so cruelly slain,
the men of the sky could no longer refrain.
Fearing no magic they took to the wood,
'neath their banner atop a hill up they stood.

Chorus

The wolf new knighted by King that day,
led bravely the charge with banner and blade.
He captured there banner and held both aloft,
beneath the one banner in it there's a cross.

Chorus

Well I sing of a battle but fought this year,
the War of the Lilies in Calontir.
The favor of Laurels of Pelicans born,
Sir Christopher Kensor the wolf with the sword.

Final Chorus
And the Pelicans give battle,
and Laurels they make war.
And sunlight in the meadow glistens,
on the blade of Sir Christopher's sword.
on the blade of Sir Christopher's sword.

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