Raven and Crow by Terminus Lyrics
The king asked for her hand, Branwen of Llyr
To forge an alliance between the two islands
The Isle of the Mighty and of Ireland
On the night of their feast an insult was given
By slicing the maiming the steeds of their guest
And angered he was, the king of Ireland
Look out for your kin
For those who are weak
You must fight for their rights
Some will prey on the meek
And so Bran the Blessed, brother to Branwen
Giant of Wales and the Isle of the Mighty
Appeased his new ally with gifts of magic and gold
But back in Ireland the insult took root
The king had ccrevenge by abusing his queen
Branwen was made a prisoner in her new home
Look out for your kin
For those who are weak
You must fight for their rights
Some will prey on the meek
Then a starling flew in from across the Irish Sea
It carried a note with a sister’s plea
Angered, Bran and all his men set out to sea
To Ireland, and Branwen must be freed
The giant Bran arose from the Irish Sea
His mountainous face was twisted with hate
Flanked by his fleet, a wilderness at sea
He arrived
Blood was shed
The islands bled
Thousands dead
Her grief cut deep and Branwen had succumb
And brother Bran was killed by poisoned spear
But then his head awoke and to his men he spoke
Sever the head and deliver it home
Bury my head at White Hill
Bury it deep and point it to sea
And even in death I’ll defend my country
Thus was the story of the raven and crow
To forge an alliance between the two islands
The Isle of the Mighty and of Ireland
On the night of their feast an insult was given
By slicing the maiming the steeds of their guest
And angered he was, the king of Ireland
Look out for your kin
For those who are weak
You must fight for their rights
Some will prey on the meek
And so Bran the Blessed, brother to Branwen
Giant of Wales and the Isle of the Mighty
Appeased his new ally with gifts of magic and gold
But back in Ireland the insult took root
The king had ccrevenge by abusing his queen
Branwen was made a prisoner in her new home
Look out for your kin
For those who are weak
You must fight for their rights
Some will prey on the meek
Then a starling flew in from across the Irish Sea
It carried a note with a sister’s plea
Angered, Bran and all his men set out to sea
To Ireland, and Branwen must be freed
The giant Bran arose from the Irish Sea
His mountainous face was twisted with hate
Flanked by his fleet, a wilderness at sea
He arrived
Blood was shed
The islands bled
Thousands dead
Her grief cut deep and Branwen had succumb
And brother Bran was killed by poisoned spear
But then his head awoke and to his men he spoke
Sever the head and deliver it home
Bury my head at White Hill
Bury it deep and point it to sea
And even in death I’ll defend my country
Thus was the story of the raven and crow