Our Sacred Bond, Their Sacred Blood

Summonsed by Our Sacred Nord geesten.

The Hour, The Door lightest of them all
heavy lids – feet of lead, Ne’er dread
stepping out, as in my youth, that place I was before!

Signets of The One Ring, that which rules them all.

Our Sacred Bond, Their Sacred Blood.
Seals of eternal eons, broken this hour, Parchments unfurled;
Deeds and Duties, Honour and Courage.

No Fear of these.

Spirits moving in The Trees,
Flesh-winged Guardians of The Night,
Messengers of Justice, that which must be;

Set Right!

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