Two Wolves - Wormwitch

The Hunters

The twisting waft of prophecy

A malediction uttered through

The hollows in the hills

A gift of solar lineage

They descend like falling light

Two bolts collide upon a mortal plane

Two hunters pace beyond the astral gate

The soil itself will sing their name

The song of souls, memory risen in stone

A monument to primal grace

The shaded fortress

Unearthly glow

Laughing like the dead

Blood is spilled upon the throne

Forgotten hymn

Incantation writ of old

Son of fairy father comes

Blackened in the cold

The Hunted

The cruel hand of prophecy

Three hundred pyres

Risen in the ruin under snow

Raven remains

Grief beyond his years

To die a slave

Baptised in ash and tears