Iskanti Lullaby

[Verse 1]
Sleep, child, and dull your mind
Let bright-eyed time thicken to mud
Sludge-slow, hail frozen
Yet blue-fletched arrows draw warm blood

[Verse 2]
Sleep, child, and strike your eyes
From the crawling maggots in blackened guts
The open corpses, icy hands bent
The faceless king from the battlefield struts

[Verse 3]
Sleep, child, and still your throat
Before your mislaid zeal cries "war!"
But should you dream of stubborn glory
Gurgling death dimmed from the fore
Know a thousand before you swore the same
And all forgot the truth of yore

[Verse 4]
On Mount Iska the Destroyer lies dead
Our eternal vengeance is no more