Lyrics TWA Corbies - Sol Invictus

TWA Corbies

As I was walking all alone
I spied twa corbies making a mane
And one to the other did say-o:
«Where shall we go and dine the-day?
Where shall we go and dine the-day?»
«Oh behind that fail black dyke
There lies a body of a fresh-slain knight
And nobody knows that he lies there
But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair
But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair»
«The hawk is to the hunting gone
The hound to fetch the wild-fowl home
His lady’s lying with another
So we can make our dinner sweet
Oh we can make our dinner sweet»
«And you’ll sit on his white hause-bone
And I’ll peck out his bonny blue eyes
And with the lock of his golden hair
We’ll mend our nest where it grows bare
We’ll mend our nest where it grows bare»
«And many a one is making mane
But nobody know where he has gone
And through his bones, when they are bare
The wind will blow for evermore
The wind will blow for evermore
The wind will blow for evermore
The wind will blow for evermore»