The Black Stallion


Molly's taken the sickness

You can't reach her now

Her eyes won't focus

Her breathing is shallow


Her Patrick lies still

In the dark gallows glen

For one night

That was forbidden


Where he lays no green will grow

O' his body the blackbirds crow

Calling out the three

For them no reprieve  


A rider-less black stallion

Roams the gallows wood

With fire in it's eyes

Blood on its hoof


Dogs of death

Come fetch them

Drag them from their beds

Claverhouse's henchmen

With the devil 'round their heads


Pretty Molly is failing

She's slipping away

Soon she'll be leaving

This murderous refrain



'Cross the drifting sky

Dreaming on the wind

Kiss the stars goodbye

On shimmering wing

All around the world

So barren in her wake

The jewels she's wearing

Was how she was laid


Dogs of death

Confess them

Drag them from their beds

Cursed men of Claver's

With hellfire 'round their heads


A rider-less black stallion

Roams the gallows wood

With fire in his eyes

And blood on his hoof