And the bodies of the Sesair spread across the barren plains 
And my heart did rise to celebrate as I pulled upon the reigns 
Then I heard the sound of flutes and drums through the 
Twisted tangled trees 
So I drove the deer-skin chariot and the thickets covered me 
chorus: 
Where is the road to lead me home? 
For my eyes and arms are weary and I wear a crown of thorns 
When will I claim my rightful crown? 
For the forest sky is bleary and my horses hooves are ground 
So we rode into the clearing as the moon rose full and bright 
And before us stood a statue made of branches bound up tight 
All around it danced the witches of the Horned One in a rage 
Setting fire to the Rogues imprisoned in the bracken cage 
chorus: 
Who will come to set the prisoners free 
For their fate look dark and dreary and they're infidels like me 
Then a flash came and the clearing opened up my eyes 
Painted shaman and his acolytes rode in and gave the sign 
Highest Drunelord of the Horned One shed his antlers and his skin 
With a waving of his arms I joined the rogues to burn within 
chorus: 
Soon I will break us out of this cage 
Or the fire will consume us, we'll be back and in a rage