Creature of the Wood

Heather Alexander & Philip Obermarck

Creature of the Wood

Copyright © by SeaFire Productions (BMI)
Lyrics by Philip Obermarck
Music by Heather Alexander
Used by permission - All Rights Reserved

I am a creature of the wood, 
Forsaken in my solitude 
My song is pleasure and is pain 
My song can drive a man insane 
So come with me, my pipes I’ll play 
And we will dance ’til break of day! 
I shall be thy lover! 

I’ve been alive since time began 
Not beast, not God and yet not man 
I am the music and the dance 
I am the piper who enchants 
So loose all ties to Mortal kind 
My pipes shall play within thy mind! 
I shall be thy lover! 

Come unto me, my beauteous maid 
I’ll lead thee to the hidden glade 
Thou shalt be happy and be free 
When I play, thou wilt dance for me! 
We’ll feast on fruit fresh from the vine 
And I will sample the fruit of thine! 
I shall be thy lover! 

Sweet love I’ll make for thee alone 
And show thee sights before unknown 
I’ll be thy master and thy friend 
For I’m the gold at Rainbow’s End 
I am the beast within all men 
I am the rhyme past Mortal ken! 
I shall be thy lover! 

I’ve played my pipes before Man’s dawn 
Seen maidens ripe turn pale and wan 
Taught Man the art of song and dance 
Yet had to part from Mortal clans 
I must return to silent dells 
No fire burns, and Nature dwells! 

So take thy rest within the shade 
And as the evening hours fade 
I’ll take thee deeper in the glade 
My cloven hooves through heather wade 
I’ll teach thee things Man has forbade 
Our souls entwined and unafraid 
I shall be thy lover!