Omen In The Sky

Arrogant man demands the throne
Rounding his tonsured men for the prize
For the meeting of wise men had decreed
It was not his for the taking.

Aching in bone and sinew
Our feet have no time for relief
News has come from the south
New invaders on the coast.

In the night there is a light
Its as bright as the moon
Could this be a bad omen
One that prophesises doom?

"You've come, have you?
You've come, you source of tears to many mothers, you evil
I hate you!
It is long since I saw you
But as I see you now you are much more terrible
For I see you brainwashing the downfall of my country
I hate you!" - Eilmer of Malmesbury.

We rallied by the old apple tree on the hillside
Looking down on the encroaching force, taunting
And when our swords met, We appeared to have the upper hand
But their king had a cunning ruse.

And so it transpired, the tables had turned
Our ranks cut down one by one
Harold's widow, all tears of sorrow
Only finds him at last
Through the markings on his torso.