Forest Dweller

In the time before time I was fighting The desperation, the grief and the pain The weapon of time I was yielding So the kin wouldn´t vanish in vain I held out my hand, befriended the slave He gave me hospitality and trust Blind to the ways of the flickering kind His reward was my treacherous lust The soldier bid me welcome, I bowed in awe I told him the ways of my house He beheld the son of sense and lust In the morning the awareness aroused Smugly I entered the realm of the king As a herald of time and of space We carved the runes, we drank and sang To mankind, to gods and their grace The tree set ablaze at the end of my days Awaiting my deserved death yell Long forgotten, no one whispers my name In the mountains and forests, I´ll dwell

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025