Lyrics

So begins the journey to the wild wood
Through dark moonlit paths and star filled clearings
With the brisk autumn air blowing through the trees
And birds in their branches exclaiming their musings
In the shadows just off the beaten trail
A lonely figure is vigilantly standing
Tall and cloaked, he says perfectly still
Without a sound as he is watching
A dark loving knight with sorrow in his eyes
A rainbow Magician of laughter and life
A bard of death, his pipes joyfully playing,
And leading them all, his golden haired wife.
As they approach, the forest gathers as one
For this procession unlike any they'd seen
As the court makes its way to the fairie glade
For the coronation of the Wylde Queen