Happed in Mist Songtext
von Shine

Hapton missed these twenty-five eventful years seem to him now
And in all but one a friendly gaze, a ghost of gladness by his side
With horse and plough he marched with pride of the purest kind
Then a blink of light and it′s Flanders field and the end of time


Through the flash and cannon roar he saw his Christine's smiling eyes
And with no more thought of blood or
Shell he made his way to hold her near
But truth and honour′s henchmen found him leaving here
A madman's rave and a coward's grave for the volunteer

And in his eyes flew snipe and curlew
And in his nose blew moistened air
And in his mind the wood the king stole
That robbed the land and laid it bare
But in his heart his lover′s memory singing on their wedding night
Where once the parks flowed thick with
Corn, that sullen tune is with him now
Hapton missed the king′s own rifles readying

The fleurs-o-the-forest are a weed a wall