Wyrd

The Harvest Day

Wyrd


Crush the faith of weakling followers, 
burn down their filthy shrines 
Desecrate and mock their petty values, 
avenge the deeds of history 

Never forget. Never forgive. I shall haunt you as long as you live 
Never give up. Never give in. Stand your ground, strike down the enemy 

700 years is not long enough, forever itself would not be long enough 
Recognize the signs in the world? Smell the rage in the air? 

You shall reap as you have sown. 
And you have reaped nothing but misery