Ode to the Balthuravon

[The original or ancient version]

The brave few gathered in the midst

to stand in the breach for proud Athula

Like colts waiting to be sacrificed

Like stallions prepared for battle

Celestial in their resolve

Immortal in their glory

Wrought in the image of Ezersol

Endowed with the heart of Ezrahoddon

They were berserkers of ancient spirit

True sons of stalwart Vodon

With mighty deeds they did prevail

even when defeat strode in their shadows

and victory remained far away

Battered and bloody they fought on

valiant to the end

  The Warriors' Burden

[From Chapter 2 of The Book of Thudonyx]

The brave few gathered in the midst

to stand in the breach for king and flag

Like calves waiting to be sacrificed

Like lions preparing for battle

Angelic in their resolve

Immortal in their glory

Though of flesh too weak and bones too fragile

they remained paragons of honor

struggling in fear’s embrace

ever wearier in the fray

Yet in God they hoped

Through faith they persevered

With mighty deeds they did prevail

even when defeat hounded them

and victory remained far away

Still they fought on

gallant to the end