For centuries roaming among these beams
My ghostly voice haunting and whistling through the trees
Rarely seen but always my presence felt
A lonely soul trapped between life and death
Condemned to dwell

In this wood my spirit shall stay
Until time will take this forest away

A man of war, wearied and battle-stained
Then came my fate, by an arrow felled but here remained
A sorry heart, my thoughts my only friend
Wandering on, and I fear my pain will never end

Some say they've seem me floating from tree to tree
Hooded and clad in green, shrouded in mystery
Some say they've heard me singing my mournful song
Crying for anyone to set my spirit free

In this wood my spirit shall stay
Until time will take this forest away