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