Unstabled (Steeds of Macha) - Cruachan

Roaming, wandering

Left in fields just sauntering

Sold off, slept rough

Kept unstabled and tough

Riding steeds that know not their fate

Forever forward

Bought and sold for pennies

Roaming, wandering unstabled

Unspoiled in their fantasies

But paled in society

When they take the beast

The fight unsung will never cease

Polluted grasslands

The plains they roamed are now gone

Still roaming and wandering

Another dead horse is falling