2021.11.19.
The Wrath
Like breaking bow, burning flameCroaking crow, a howling wolf
Like a spear in flight, yes like a growing wave
Like the power that once was in a broken sword
Like breaking surf, boiling kettle
Crossing clear-frozen lake on an unshod horse
Like a grunting swine, like a worm eating its tail
Like the spite that once was in a willful slave
So my wrath shall follow you a thousand nights
Yes, flames shall burn with a fire beneath them
Like the worm's wage, my traitorous friend
You will one day be struck with my evil revenge
Like breaking bow, burning flame
Croaking crow, a howling wolf
Like a spear in flight, yes like a growing wave
Like the power that once was in a broken sword
Like breaking surf, boiling kettle
Crossing clear-frozen lake on an unshod horse
Like a grunting swine, like a worm eating itself
Like the spite that once was in a willful slave
So my wrath shall follow you a thousand nights
Yes, flames shall burn with a fire beneath them
Like the worm's wage, my traitorous friend
You will one day be struck with my evil revenge
So my wrath shall follow you a thousand nights
Yes, flames shall burn with a fire beneath them
Like the worm's wage, my traitorous friend
You will one day be struck with my evil revenge