The midnight hammer strikes its mark
the belfrys tone relayed.
This night has been disrupted
in its echoing serenade.
A gloom fills this midnight hour
with each resounding strain,
evil dreams are brought to life
as the Púca marks his claim.
Beyond the town on a wooded hill
prancing in eager delight,
Demon nostrils, flare and blow,
hooves hammering with a spite.
Tossing head and ruffled mane,
his purpose sets to a run.
No longer can he refrain
to draw out the chosen one.
He charges ever forward
blazoned eyes are gleaming,
his coat black as shadow
behind his tail is streaming.
Eerlong to arrive at the chosen home,
calls out his victims name.
No one can refuse a Púca’s call,
or an evil curse remains?
The family wishes the fated one well
as they send him out the door
mounts this horse without a saddle,
a ride he must endure.
This Demon suddenly bolts away
frantically around boulder and tree,
the rider screams, for all seems lost
as the horse runs madly free.
He tells him of his personal fate.
Reveals his future to the riders dismay,
of his scheming friends, who wheel and deal
and of loved ones who will pass away.
He reveals the graves where all will lay
and you will lie over here.
The horse vaults his rear in the air
and flings the rider clear.
Miles from home and full of fear
as he stumbles from his midnight ride.
Then the Púca leers back with blazon eyes,
time is on his side.
What a lovely listen. Laid back & sweetness personified. Congrats Eoin. Love your playing & sensitive approach to music. Complements extended too to the fantastic musicians joining you. Maith thú. Brian Fitzgerald
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