Blood and Thunder

I think that someone is trying to kill me!

Infecting my body and destroying my mind!

No bite of the flesh could ever stop me!

From frightful destructions of my toothless head!

What remorseless simple mind to misbehave!

I don't know what to do with my soul, I am completely immersed in darkness.

Has the time of my body worn out my soul?

Split your thoughts with blood and thunder, when you see the white world.

Plate your packs and pack your hoists, men, if you wish to prevail.

This irony is what propels me, I who's thrust in the sky.

I took the cliff for his broken crown, and knocked it straight in the eye.