For centuries roaming among these beams

My ghostly voice haunting and whistling through the trees

Rarely seen but always my presence felt

A lonely soul trapped between life and death, condemned to dwell

In this wood my spirit shall stay

Until time will take this forest away

A man of war, wearied and battle-stained

Then came my fate, by an arrow felled but here remained

A sorry heart, my thoughts my only friend

Wandering on, and I fear my pain will never end

Some say they've seen me floating from tree to tree

Hooded and clad in green, shrouded in mystery

Some say they've heard me singing my mournful song

Crying for anyone to set my spirit free

In this wood my spirit shall stay

Until time will take this forest away