The Wrath of the Norsemen

Finally by the blood of swordsmen They reach the mystic shore Torn by battle each parched tongue Corrupts it’s enemy once more Flesh and spirit torn then stained In legend myth and tale Blew them, this final war Llyr upon his sail Bleached bones, sinew, hungry fists Baying for a fight Women to there long lost lovers Avenged by firelight No god of light ever brings The blood of there’s back home To the shores of Avalon Once the soldiers gone Then finally by there longboats They reach the mystic shore Fighting Norsemen cross the Styx To battle ever more. Ron Kempton