Hordes Of Yore

Setting Stones On Fratricide

Hordes Of Yore


Offspring of Mars 
Their ominous birth 
Obscured the gleam of the Sun 
In Lupercal raised 
Under Howling of Wolves 
The fate of all Europe was spun 

In malice deserted 
By nature nurtured 
Two sibilings came onto age 
Their bloodlust stirred 
By their divine father's blood 
Pulsating with murderous Rage 

Their vengeance done, 
Their freedom achieved 
by Amulius's blood on their blades 
With their fate propelling 
The call in their birth 
They set to Palatine's glades 

A small square of stone 
Marked Romulus' home 
The stage of a destiny fulfilled 
A nation to be born 
Under fratricide's mark 
Baptised in the blood that he spilled 

Built upon the stains of murder 
Blood allegiance set aside 
Rome shall spawn Splendour and Ruin 
Setting stones on Fratricide. 

Child of the War God 
Took no grievance at the death of his kin 
As the firstborn settler of Nod 
Building upon the the blood stains of sin 

The Gods speak: 

" The tides of the world 
to be shaped on this deed 
Corruption and greed 
Will bring ages of Gold 

But our spell should they heed 
as is hereby foretold 
To the Deities of old 
Should they come in their need"