Cavalcade

The string of horses had emerged on road
And seven shades were seen beneath
Dust clouds exploded, stealing view of swords,
A clang of hooves indwelt in heath.

Steel heavy armour shined in beams of light
Grim riders followed their Lord
They tended to the Rocks, where Star fell and died,
It pointed way to priceless hoard.

Arcanum forgotten in ages
The aim that's hidden like treasures
But time has come to have it back.

Embittered sinister Writings
Will glitter with nethermost kindness
A handmade hell will bring forth the wrack.

The wolves were howling, looking after them,
Through days and nights ran cavalcade
The only rest when steeds in froth n cramp
Then Master shouts words cannonade.

White snowbound mountains everyone descried,
The pomp ov frost, and firs in sleep.
Attentive amble, dangerous, no fright,
From gabled roofs dead waters drip.

...the wrap of darkness
big moon enslaves
an outcast dumbness
returns the phrase.

...it's almost nettle
a coldness sting
in ardent battle
the sturdy win.