The Avenger of Ulmo
584. The Avenger Of Ulmo
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Why the fuck wont you listen humanity
To the cry of a new world, manifest WITHOUT your insanity
Damn your bullshit, I've only heard tripe all my life
Time to clean out your life-crud, let loose my fife
Alternate Rhyming
Let's regain our stature as out twixt the smoke we draw
A million words that shine like the phalanx of an army
An army of carpenters whose hum sings out loud and clear as they saw
Their way to remove the gangrene and rot from all and sundry
No longer the victim, I become the Avenger
Of Ulmo, reclaiming the earth for those who still dream
Then put their unflinching Elven sight to rout out fear
As humanity's voices are drowned in one collective scream
By the souls of the fallen dead soldiers who fought
The good fight, wondering why there's a wanton disregard for life
But stabbed we were for the souls of our rotten comrades were bought
And we were repeatedly stabbed by brother and even mother, repeatedly as with a knife.
We need a bonfire now, as Georgy said there should be no way to put out his fire,
The fire of a smithy in which a new day dawns
As we come closer to fulfilling our destiny, our past selves laid out on a bier
That we may dance as Tulkas did, on Yavanna's evergreen lawns