Legacy of Monsters Old
Well known viking Kings of old days
All great warriors found and prospered
Under skies both fair and cloudless
When spoke all listened everywhere
Good kings all they shield their kingdom
Good kings all the people shouted
From race of Cain there came a demon
Who haunted moor and mire and heath
From him evil came to pasture
Pressing all then terror filled
And the Kings they girded tightly
Riding to do battle fierce
But when evil comes a knocking
Righteousness is not a virtue
For they know not how to fight it
So it triumphs for no boundaries
Limit bloody gore filled action
Tortures, kills then goes home laughing
So one night this evil darkness
Doubled back when Kings rode forth
Came upon the hall filled tightly
With the frightened kingdom’s subjects
Praying, crying, hopeful still
Faith their leaders would dispatch it
