We Were Skalds

We were poets and hymns were so vital and proud Our beautiful dreams As I see haven’t found. We have lost our Cult Our poems have died Let me say you are Skald We won’t stop our fight. Our power’s in rhymes Under shining of the sun They will judge us for crimes Those we have never done. We have lost our Cult Our poems have died And I’m telling you Skald Are you ready to fight? Our verse in the past Honey’s flowing on ground Our songs about lust As we know haven’t found. I can see other cults I can see other war I will say we were Skalds, But we’re not anymore.