The Devil & The Huntsman - 李璨琛/Daniel Pemberton

作词：Daniel Pemberton/Sam Lee

作曲：Daniel Pemberton/Sam Lee

Young man came from hunting

Faint and weary

What does ail my lord my dearie

Oh brother dear

Let my bed be made

For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade

Many a man would die as soon

Out of the light of a mage's moon

twas not by bone

But yet by blade

Can break the magic that the devil made

That's not by fire

But was forged in flame

That can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain

This young man he died fair soon

By the light of the hunters' moon

twas not by bone

Nor yet by blade of the berries of the woody nightshade

Oh father dear lie here be safe

From the path that the devil made