The Song of Sarkoris

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The Song of Sarkoris is an epic poem that has grown over centuries. The final verses commemorate the final stand against the demon incursion in Storasta.1

Green trees bending stand with us,

Carrock enduring, valorous,

But will he be left alone?

Naught but blood and shattered bone

Left of all he hoped to save.

Where are the warriors once called brave?

The men we once called brother,

Children of a common mother,

Brothers far and brothers near,

Are you overcome with fear?

Soon comes your time now to be brave

For your own lives you must save.

But these words, our last to say

As we face our final day,

Ponder deeply, ponder well,

It matters not, Abyss or Hell,

When you face an open grave

Who among you shall be brave?

When hope is dead and hope is gone

Who among you will fight on?

No victory, no sweet reward,

No lover's kiss, no sweet love's bliss,

Our bodies die, our corpses hung,

And when destroyed are we all

Our clutching hate may still their jaws.

Devour'd we, our foes' bowels pause,

As we torment them as their very dung.

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