AUTUMN TIME

For fans of ancient druidic mythology.

AUTUMN TIME (Master of the Hunt)

I go walking in the forest in the autumn time
Leaves are falling as I’m humming some forgotten rhyme
Moonlight in my hair
Harvest in the air

I go wading in the waters of a mystic stream
Mist is falling, spirits calling in this lucid dream
Moonlight in my eye
Makes me want to cry

Basking in the harvest moon
Master of the Hunt is I
Racing through the midnight pines
Will you answer when we cry?

So enchanting is the music of the starry sky
Spirits yearning to be soaring, soon I’m very high
Moonlight under me
Now I know I’m free

Fending off the goblin race
Master of the Hunt is I
We will summon all who care
Will you answer when we cry?

Fending off the sacrilege
Master of the Hunt is I
We will call the saints to join
Will you answer when we cry?