Nightingale Song

Gather round while I sing you a nightingale song
Where you'll find your perceptions are smitten 'ere long,
Where you'll find every pain has been hidden by worse
And every sweet blessing is only a curse

And we'll sing a nightingale song
And you'll find every plan that you've made going wrong

If you thought that your armour could save your sweet life
From the soldier's grey sword and assassin's black knife
Then we are the banshees that sing of your death,
May you know that your next one could be your last breath

And we'll sing a nightingale song
And you'll find every plan that you've made going wrong

If you thought that by potions or magical lore
You could salvage your life, a surprise is in store
Where you'll find every certainty hidden by doubt
And every death rattle becomes a war shout

And we'll sing a nightingale song
And you'll find every plan that you've made going wrong

If you're looking for truth then you've come the wrong way
If you're seeking your friends then this isn't your day
If you value your life then you'd better turn round
'Ere a knife's in your back and you're dead on the ground

And we'll sing a nightingale song
And you'll find every plan that you've made going wrong
Yes we'll sing a nightingale song
And you'll find every plan that you've made going wrong

 

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