DAVID
With sword and staff he leads us,
Pendragon born and bred.
To free the stones from heresy,
Restore the ancient dead.
With wile and guile she guides us,
High priestess to the stars.
To heal the wounds of ignorance,
Restore the temples heart.
A warband sworn to loyalty,
Beneath the sword are raised.
To see justice for the old ones,
Restore the guardians grave.
We shall not rest, we shall not sleep,
Until the battles won.
Hand in hand, and heart to heart,
We stand, we serve, as one.
© 2012 D. Braine
Pendragon born and bred.
To free the stones from heresy,
Restore the ancient dead.
With wile and guile she guides us,
High priestess to the stars.
To heal the wounds of ignorance,
Restore the temples heart.
A warband sworn to loyalty,
Beneath the sword are raised.
To see justice for the old ones,
Restore the guardians grave.
We shall not rest, we shall not sleep,
Until the battles won.
Hand in hand, and heart to heart,
We stand, we serve, as one.
© 2012 D. Braine