Farewell

Day 2,244, 14:46 Published in Cyprus Cyprus by Isr heil

who can find you clear springs of waters, but i can!
who can tell you the age of the moon, but i can!
who can call the fish from the depths of the see, yes i can!
who can change the shapes of the hills and the headlands, i can!

i have been a sword in the hand,
i have been a shield in a fight,
i have been the string of a harp,
i can shift my shape like a god.

farewell, leave the shore to an ocean wide and untamed
hold your shield high, let the wind bring your enemy your nightmare
by the bane of my blade, a mighty spell is made and
far beyond the battle blood shall fall like a hard rain.