A Song for Anya
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell Anya the Geats will cut her down
Tell Anya the Geats will cut her
Well, my goodness gracious, let me tell you the news
My head’s been wet with the midnight dew
For I’ve been down on bended knee
Talking to the Big Man from the Tree
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of raven’s feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, “Yo, Wistan – Go Do My Will!”
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell Anya the Geats will cut her down
Tell Anya the Geats will cut her down
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Well, you may throw your spell, hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as the Gods made black and white
What’s down in the dark will be brought to the light
You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Sooner or later Geats will cut you down
Well, the Coven it cracked from side to side
Crazy witches brewing dead men some could not abide
So they led us into their great hall of stone
And we made short work of the cauldron-born
With spear and axe and courage stark
Osgar and Wistan they made their mark
Then that bitch lay dead, and my heart stood still
When Anja’s curse still sounded chill.
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ’em the Geats have cut her down
Tell ’em the Geats have cut her down.