Heroglens

On us the veil of darkness done cast,
Mighty knights come,
From kingdoms far,
When hope's left all, and light is thought lost,
Stronger they come,
From worlds ajar.

Swords sunder with no mercy given
And dooms befall
At Gods' assent
A feast of screams, flesh and bones riven,
Death, all in all
At Gods' content

Away the veil of darkness done gone,
The sun dares shine,
O'er us again,
The seasons turn, and life carries on,
As trees entwine,
O'er valleys green.

As the last of cursed thralls lay dying
By stones and thorn,
O'er shores of tar.
For praises we give, of heroes we sing,
New gods be born,
O'er glens afar.

(c) Amélie Prévost-Michaud
August 5th, 2014