Prayer to Crom Lyrics


To walk the open steppe alone

To stand, solitary

Mock their empty prayers

In tongues repentant

In blood the tale is written

In battle truth is forged

In steel a sole companion

There is no god in war

Laughing at their ways, these fools and cowards

Spitting on their dead, a champion

Desire to live forever

Desire to live in fear

A crushing blow delivered

A godhead unrevered, unrevered

Your god dies with you

Your god dies with you

I have no eye for glory

There is no valor here

Deeds, not words

Deeds, not words