Cernunnos pt. 2 Herne The Hunter Lyrics

A cry from the birds marks the dawning of the day

The huntsman moves with cat like grace searching for his prey

Finding the trail of a beast he means to claim

The hunting party fall behind and follow in his way

They hear not a sound save the whisper of the breeze

As Herne moves silent as a ghost stalking through the trees

Soon closing in on a proud and noble stag

Signaling his king to chase and join in the attack

Cornered and desperate the stag turns to fight

Between king and quarry Herne gives his life

As the party tends to him

A stranger moves towards the king

Ancient wizard of the wood

Before the monarch now is stood

Boundless knowledge sylvan sage

The wisdom from a bygone age

I can help him cheat this death

This need not be his final breath

You must follow what I say

Cut the antlers from your prey

Fix them to the hunter's brow

And he will not die here and now

With the antlers fixed to his forehead Herne resists death's cold embrace

Taking on a new found vigour, light of foot and quick of pace

Grateful is the king his master for Hernes noble sacrifice

He receives a royal blessing favored in his monarchs eyes

Hunting in the Windsor woodlands he's the master of this domain

The other hunters envious as his favor grows and theirs does wain

Putting pressure on the king they move to have poor Herne dismissed

Herne released from royal service shame replacing pride and bliss

Despair depression take their hold the mighty oak becomes his gallows pole