Zahorzc Bed part 3 Lyrics

In the deep forest, a rock stands tall

Beside it, a path through the beech tree hall

Upon that rock, an oak giant unfurls

An ageless king in this eternal world

To the heavens, it bares its crown

Green arms reaching all around

Its rigid attire torn by thunder's might

And beneath the attire, a body of blight

A spacious hollow, very apt

A comfy den for the forest's wild cat

But lo, beneath that oak on a mossy bed

Whose is that figure, large and dread

A beast, or a man in a bear's hide

Hardly anyone can recognize the man inside

His body - a rock lying on a rock

His limbs - muscles of the oak's stock

Hair and beard merging into one

With the bristly eyebrows under the sun

And beneath the eyebrows, a piercing gaze

A venomous look, just like

The gaze of a snake in the green grass

Who is this man? And that cloudy brow

What thoughts has it been shrouded with now

Who is this man? What does he want in this waste

Ask me not, look into the thicket

On both sides of the path; ask those bones

Which lie here decaying

Ask those black, unfriendly guests

Who caw here, flying around

They've seen much - they know more

But lo, the forest man from his bed leaps

His gaze fixed on the path wildly sweeps

With a huge club above his head

He stands in the middle of the path, step by step

Who comes down the path? - A lad in a habit

Holding a cross, with a rosary around his waist

Run, lad, turn back

Your path leads you to certain death

Life is short enough as it is

And it's a pity for your youthful bliss

Turn around, run, as fast as you can

Before the huge club pins you down

And shatters your little head into pieces