Fighting South of the castle

They fought south of the castle
they died north of the wall
they died in the moors and were not burried
their flash was the food of crows
tell the crows we are not afraid
we have died in the moors and cannot be burried
crows how can our boddies escape you?
the waters flowed deep
and the rushes in the pool were dark
the riders fought and were slain
their horses wander neighing
by the bridge there was a house
was it south, was it north?
the harvest was never gathered
how can we give you your offerings?
you served your prince faithfully
though all in vain.