Shadowed Legends

Come gather
Come round
Come hither and listen
To the words of my sound
Millennia past
When only blood spilt
Blood drenched
Did one last
Stood the misty isle
A blood drenched god bold
Perhaps simply vile
An eclipse of the sun so bright
To many will be a horrible plight
Lord of the severed head
The sacrificial altar
By whom the wolves were led
Warriors who did not falter
A time of darkness
A time of despair
Blades of darkening metal
Blood drenched plaited hair
Warrior cult
Blood corruption
Blood sought
I time to be understood not
Half human half wolf
What price that they took
Indomitable in battle
Slaughtering all men as cattle
Eaters of flesh
Human heart and blood wine
For only upon such
Would such frenzy dine
What price a king pays
For such wolves of battle
No gold
Never sold for such babble
Flesh of the young
Firstborn sacrifice
Such bloodlust and power
Came with the darkest price
Unstoppable and purely insane
During the darkest of age
During the darkest rage
The dance
The chant
Reputation of pure dread
Collectors of mounds
Mounds of severed heads
The wolves of the isle
Shape shifters of choice
Neither moon nor sun nigh
Control of the sky
Dwellers afar
Fens and mountains high
A time long ago
Iron and fire
How insecure was life
Snuffed by the slightest desire
A tale true or false?
One can not claim with proof
For many would write
Corrupting the truth
To cast blame
To cast false claim
Claiming one insane
Or perhaps
Round fire so bright
Tales spoken by old sight
Legends astir
Of humans with fur
Who walked on all fours
When metal became black
Sacrifice an art
So many souls bled
The altar stained red

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