Wall of Shields

A cycle of poems «I Trust Tempered Steel»

The wind is howling, a raven's cry
A storm is brewing in the twilight sky
We stand defiant, our faces grim
Against the darkness closing in

Wall of shields, a shining line
Against the fear, the doubt, the sign
Of coming chaos, the raging storm
We hold the line, and keep us warm

The enemy approaches, a fearsome sight
Their numbers endless, bathed in pale moonlight
Their eyes are burning with hate and greed
They crave the land, they plant the seed
Of destruction, of ruin untold
But our resolve is strong and bold

Wall of shields, a shining line
Against the fear, the doubt, the sign
Of coming chaos, the raging storm
We hold the line, and keep us warm

From fathers to sons, the battle's passed
A legacy forged, that forever will last
For honor and glory, for hearth and home
We stand united, we stand alone
Against the darkness, we shall not yield
On this battlefield, our fate is sealed

Wall of shields, a shining line
Against the fear, the doubt, the sign
Of coming chaos, the raging storm
We hold the line, and keep us warm

The shields are cracking, the lines are thin
But still we fight, and still we win
Though blood may flow, and lives may fall
We are the shield, we stand up tall
Wall of shields, forever strong
Against the darkness, where we belong.