Bardic voices

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Bardic Voices

(Incantation)

by Sharon Knight

Bardic voices ages old 

Sing of tales years untold 

Awakened long ago they were 

In ancient groves of oak and fir 

They sang of hollow weeping lands 

Of verdant forests turned to sands 

Of children crying, starving, sad 

Of empty souls gone raving mad 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free 

In truth the prophecy did speak 

The wicked prey upon the weak 

We’ve turned our backs upon the land 

Our brothers’ blood upon our hands 

And not but one small seedling flame 

To guide us through our grief and shame 

To hold the hope inside our hearts 

The whisper wish that faith imparts 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free 

The pleas of bleeding mother earth 

Imploring us to seek rebirth 

Have gone unheard these thousand years 

Mankind devoured by his fears 

The sleeping soldiers we’ve become 

Have lost the song of dreams to come 

And battle-weary earth resigned 

Closed her eyes, some rest to find 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free 

How pale then this hollow song 

That stretches out through right or wrong 

To stir the dying ember fire 

To light the spark of our desire 

Do you hear the voices have begun 

To sing a song as yet unsung 

To wake the heroes from their trance 

To bring to life the dervish dance 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free 

Let’s learn to fight without our guns 

Fight for the love of what earth becomes 

Join our hands as one world race 

Defiantly our truth to face 

And when we’ve learned our fate is choice 

We’ll have much reason to rejoice 

Our sovereign wills will take a stand 

Restoring balance to the land 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free 

Untie your ribbons from the binding tree 

And chant the spell that sets you free