Into the Land of the Grey Folk
Upon the hill on solstice eve
As daylight starts to fade
Beneath the oak tree old and gnarled
You’ll find within its shade
A portal to the nether world
Wherein there shines the light
Of faerie folk and goblins
Who have come to claim the night
They roam abroad till dawns light breaks
This land where once they reigned
Until the warm bloods disappear
So it has been ordained
For aeons past, the battles lost
Then exiled to this place
No more to mix with mortal man
Nor gaze upon his face
Whilst walking on an eventide
You should happen on that mound
And feel the air turn still and warm
And hear that ghostly sound
‘twill be the grey folk calling you
Into the world below
Enticing you to step inside
Beyond the lanterns glow
Though venture not into this realm
Enchanting as it be
For once inside, there’s no way back
For all eternity
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