Hallow's End ballad

This is by my character, who grew up in Stratholme, and every Hollow's End she sees Genn Graymane light the wicker man, while in Lordaeron's Capital City the Forsaken celebrate their freedom - where once Arthas and Jaina lit the fires. Angsty poems are always fun to write! I only wish I had the ability to compose music to this one.

Where once the yard was fair with light Of all our burning woes The bony remnants, those we fight, Defile wicker's glow. For there were times where princes stood To set that straw aflame; Now corpses lurk where royals would – Our courtyard wearing shame. I'll set the twigs alight for you, And watch the golden flicker, Devour hope instead of sin Upon the burning wicker. For dreams have died like summer, but Festivities live on With every sprig I toss, I shut My eyes for Lordaeron.