Upon Haunted Battlefields

Strength and might to match the Gods A son of his a thorn in her eyes Made immortal by wrath and love She devised him a life of servitude He was made one with self-sacrifice The lion of Nemea hydra's reign Their terror ended they met their bane And s

Morning Lake - Thaurorod Far from home And days of childhood I was searching my way in the rain The lights died out Blinding my narrow trail How I long for my childhood and home No shackles are binding me No shades are following me The gates are open

I took pity on mortal men He decreed that my torment would never end I gave fire straight into your hand And taught you to use it in cold winterland I betrayed him for he was wrong I saw wonders poetry and song Loved and cherished those mortal men An