Born between dark and cones
Dressed in weathered and stained bones
Raised by spruces and pine trees
I despise your worlds disease
Devotee of wilderenss
Cause of unnamed dreadfullness
Those who enters my domain
Are not destined to see the sun again
Beard of moss, fist of stone
Outcast on the wooden throne
Brother of the wolves and owls
Conductor of a forest’s howls
Guard of the forgotten patos
Only few will live my rath
Just to let them pass a tale
About the Spirit that prevailed
At night on the glades
Hidden before the human sight
Chapeless figures
Gather to worship the Ancient One
Of moss and lichens
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