Hounds of God

The Hounds of God we are
Mantle worn over many scars
We fear not the Devil nor his hell
Fear not the evil witch’s spell
Guardians of the sacred land
Howl as one we stand
When demon and witch threaten all
Upon the fen we heed the call
When evil threatens harvest gift
We travel across Hell’s rift
No man nor demon to fear
We bring threat when drawn near
To beat and to mortally bite
We are the wolves of night
Defenders of the sacred land
Under one moon we stand
We take up pelt of beast
To guard the innocent’s feast
Chosen, few become as we
Those gifted, hidden we see
For when I chant upon this mead
Upon your soul I plant a seed
Run with us this blessed night
Cast all evil from your sight

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