De Porsal - Weasel Lyrics

Narrowly escaped
The judgment of both sides
Fled the estate
Laden with all he prized
Riding through the moonlight
Sees no end
Men are with regret
Come from the battleground
Returning with the dead
In memories they're only found
And in his head, sees the end
But it's not over yet

Clever was the scheme
Or thought so by the crowd
Never meant to be
A weasel up from the ground
And though it seems he prevailed
Uncanny was it so
That fate would take the reign
As far a tree would throw
And scattered were his remains
Heavy in the sky sits the sun
But it's not said and done