Speak, Marauder! Songtext / Lyric

1. Pay no heed,
to the fool in the field so far and grey,
With spies, like the serpents underfoot and radeats,
Legs of wood, buslap, canvas, belt and head....
And scream like freezing rusty nails and stitches
running through his neck...

chorus1.
There's straw in his brains,
And his clothing is stained.
With mices and small newts and the perfectly maimed.
Don't look under the hood,
In the place where he stood,
Or you'll find yourself running from the rook in the wood.

chrous2.
Wind and leaves are rustling, turning,
naked branches reaching, reaching.
Taunted vigil... weeping on his stick,
now he's bleeding.
He can hear the pest and when it's gnawing through....
Rope and rowan cast him, when the raven flew....
He can see the darkness in the trees,
feel the hollow.
And then frighten children far too young,
for this winter.