C.A.R.P.S.

A clear voice is heard, low and soulful, emanating from the woods. Those who have heard it before, recognize the eerily echoing singing as Raven's.

"Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone
Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone


When they come I will stand my ground
Stand my ground I’ll not be afraid

Thoughts of home take away my fear
Sweat and blood hide my veil of tears

Once a year say a prayer for me
Close your eyes and remember me

Never more shall I see the sun
For I fell.....my battles won

Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone
Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone"

*her voice gets softer*

"Where before many more have gone"

*sounding far away*

"Where before many more have gone"
(OOG: the song is from We Were Soldiers if anyone is interested in the melody. This was the english translation from the Scottish. Colin asked me to sing it as Raven but I can't make it this weekend. So here's a tribute from Grand Rapids.)

*From somewhere in the woods a flute is heard picking up the melody of the 1st verse and playing along with the singing, once the words trail off there is nothing but silence from the area*