The riddle oughtest remain a riddle
Unraveled so far
Flames and winds make from the sky
From unearthly gods
While thine God is an earthly God
Thou wilt reverence
Once the giants dwelt in the gardenworld
Thro the gulf of chaos fooled the earthly God
Subject thievery was done with unholy whoop
Rattled CROMM to return the riddle of steel
Flames and spiry winds reached the vain giants
Threw them into waters laving raging hate
Fighting down left the God what He should have kept
We, just men by fortune found the riddle of steel
No one you ever trust, not males, not beasts
Husk
The sword you trust, its caress
The Steel and Flesh quest
Ashes trampled down
Blood was sinking slow
In a trice appeared merciless assassins
No one knows why they came
Armored to the teeth
Steel or Murder was their aim or there was no aim
Their leader rode south
Kids were driven North
The threnody is leaving mouths
All the tribe is lain
Makes us stronger that which kills
The source from which we flow
Honeyed glory!
The sweetest flame heaps upon our names
