There's an arrow in my eye 
can't see too good 
feels like someone's put
a hood
over my head,
if
this carries on too long,
King or not I'll soon be
dead.

Jack said, 
'****** me 
Harry's going down in history 
blinded by some blaggard and
his archery'

Well 
sew me sideways in a tapestry 
everyone's gone down in history.

The abbess at the abbey kneeling,
sifting through
confessions or devil dealing, but nevertheless 
stealing precious time to pray for Harold who being on the way to the other side
wasn't really bothered anymore or indeed a King.