The ravens’ cry

Hear now a familiar tale
of wartime pageantry.
Can you hear the ravens’ wail?

They traveled far over hill and dale
and forests ripe with trees.
Hear now a familiar tale.

Arriving at last, hearty and hale,
to fight for their country.
Can you hear the ravens’ wail?

They clashed against, with weapon and mail,
the rival infantry.
Hear now a familiar tale.

Blood quenching the ground, a hearty ale
poured from men at their knees.
Can you hear the ravens’ wail?

None were left to say which side prevailed
in that visceral sea.
Hear now a familiar tale –
can you hear the ravens’ wail?