A Song

• Posted by AncienTzSlayeR May 8, 2015 - 950 views

  In ages passed
  

  the snows did fall

  and with them came trouble

  and terror and war.

  Kin fought kin

  and battle did call

  for blood to be spilled

  against the shield-wall.

  Until the last

  our brothers stood tall

  with axes held ready

  and bowstrings held drawn.

  Courage and valour

  to die by the blade

  we honour our kinsmen

  for the life that they gave.