• nightwingkera 50w

    Of Wolves

    There they are.
    They come to take our wives, sisters and kill our babies.
    Hungry they are,
    Wicked they are.
    Today is not the hour to fear,
    Today is the hour to gouge out eyes
    When our swords shatters.
    Let our horses breath out fire,
    Let our legs feel courage.
    Our baby boys will run as free man
    In our land.
    Follow me.