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Walküre:

--- Zitat ---Thou wilt further not advance!
Sworn have I to spear and lance!
Here thou hast a wrathful maiden;
A like of fire, with valour laden.

Sink shall I my blade of creed
Inside thy gory fearsome steed.
Be sure of void! Be sure of doom!
Amok thou art to ever loom.
--- Ende Zitat ---





--- Zitat ---'Tis noble time we fought
Who wickedly has sought
The world to bind to chain:
His raging Fell Domain!

Awake, my tired folk!
Rains are fields to soak
In grief and drowning sorrow,
Yet bards will chant tomorrow!
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:

--- Zitat ---A silver-father once would reign,
Ere sagas ended, killed by bane.
Before had kingdoms burnt afire,
A realm dwelt for all to admire.

His carven halls were best delight
To sylvan folks and Elven-might,
And gleaming ruled an angel-queen
A merry earldom evergreen.
--- Ende Zitat ---





--- Zitat ---Two Towers call for bloody night,
Releasing host of wolf and wight
To war commence by evening's gale:
Becoming so of lands the flail.

One is home to potent Wizard:
Tempest-master; lord of blizzard.
The other hails a darksome sire:
Upon its height is Eye on fire.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:

--- Zitat ---Thus longest thou to find
A way to crawl behind
The Enemy's patrol,
Where lights die and fall.

Precious, we shall aid
The Master and his Blade,
As ken we have to share
Of wraiths and fiendish lair.

Thy fat witless friend
Is not to make amend.
He saith loathsome words
Which pierce us in like swords.

He knoweth not its weight!
Its Will shall not abate!
Thy vigour will regret
The Jewel thou hast met.
--- Ende Zitat ---





--- Zitat ---Summon me,
I bid thee,
Gross delight
Of horseman's might.

In good morn
Blow the horn,
To resound
Vast around!

On my House
Shall I rouse
Oaths to swear,
Fierce as mare.

Deeds, awake!
Fine ye make
This Sire proud
To not have bowed.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:

--- Zitat ---Graver thou dost harm,
In the thrall of charm,
For viler of a mage
Is to fool the sage.

Bind me as thou will'st,
Fearsome iron-fist!
Nay, I shall not quail
In face of pouring hail!
--- Ende Zitat ---





--- Zitat ---Healing brought them close.
A Maid in damask-rose.
A Sentinel of reeds.
Two staunchly ardent creeds.

Upon fearless steeds
Were heralded such deeds.
Their pious swords arose
To smite lugubrious foes.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:

--- Zitat ---No fouler act to witness here,
Before thy coming with my Dear.
A princess lieth, cold and worn,
For all her kin to grimly mourn.

A poison-dart thou threwest sure,
At the Son ye love to core;
His mother chose to give her life,
Condemning thee to deadly strife.

I fling the culprit off the wall!
Be justice done inside my Hall!
No longer shall the Lonely City
Condone a stranger, out of pity.

May sealed remain her secret bounds,
Preserved unspoilt from bloody hounds;
I pray that future hap to tame
Nefarious demons of fell name.
--- Ende Zitat ---





--- Zitat ---I come to you,
As tides will veer;
I bring not rue,
In guise of seer.

I bear but flame
To light the way.
An ageless dame
Me woke to day.
--- Ende Zitat ---

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