Skyclad - Skyclad

I’ll sing to you of days departed

Times when men proud and stouthearted

Carved their names on history’s bloody page

The corpse of chivalry long dead

Is turning in his loamy bed

Indignant at your new enlightened age

White-collared knights at boardroom tables

Dream their own financial fables

Fight to make their incomes larger

Mounted on their credit charges

Held within the safety of this mundane existence

Facing endless grey Mondays of dull nine to fives

We all climb the social ladder with a dogged persistence

Forging chains we shall carry for the rest of our lives

We cannot see through clothes may maketh man they cannot give us shelter

On this mortal helter-skelter if our loyalties are torn

Between the values we believe in and the egos we are feeding

We stand all together naked as the day that we were born

And so cast off the lies that are our lives and find the truth within

Skyclad!

The veil has lifted

Skyclad!

Now I see through

Skyclad!

Your mask of illusion

Skyclad!

To the fake that is you

Financial wizards read their spells from filofaxes

Concrete hells of their own making pass for Avalon

These men self-made by shrewd investing

Spend their weekends child-molesting

Lost in green-belt dreams they do no wrong

Your mortgage payment rocket

Like your blood pressure rising

Executive stresses are the dragons you fight

In your Armani armour you are practically shining

So have no code of honor, you must always be right

Just give me a simple life, my tastes are not demanding

And whatever life may hand me I’ll accept it with good grace

For I’m just a simple lad with few ideas about my station

So ale and song will apt suffice to keep me in my place

How can you know the cost of everything yet never see its worth?

If you think because you’ve paid the piper you should call the tune

Well think again my friend life is a gain of chance

By Fate’s command we win or lose but still retain the right to choose

If we should stumble on or shed our cares and dance

Skyclad!

The veil has lifted

Skyclad!

Now I see through

Skyclad!

Your mask of illusion

Skyclad!

To the fake that is you

You charge each other for the time and breath it takes to say «good morning»

But the truth is slowly dawning, things are getting out of hand

We all pursue our shattered dreams along the roads to our own ruin

Watch our empires sink and wash away like castles made of sand

And so cast off the lies that are your lives and find the truth within