Conajohara No More

Into the west I rode alone
 So green the land, so far from home
 Where foxes meet for sabbath
 Dances Zogar Sag, the devil
 When there was magic in the air
 The world stood still
 Demon of the swamp and ghost snake
 Bow to evil will
 In a long hut sleep
 The four brothers of the night
 A single name was etched in blood
 Upon the tiger's hide
 There will be
 Conajohara no more
 Red axes of the border gleam
 Kindle the fires
 Pile the skulls
 Before the altar of the stream
 An arrow to the notch and bless the wind
 My deeds shall live forever
 Below the branches
 Our last stand
 Crawling, from the woods
 Screams split the air
 Eyes of fire blaze
 Eagle, toucan, feathers cry for war
 Charge the picts, hear slasher roar
 In a long hut sleep
 The four brothers of the night
 A single name was etched in blood
 Upon the tiger's hide
 There will be
 Conajohara no more
 Red axes of the border gleam
 Kindle the fires
 Pile the skulls
 Before the altar of the stream