The Vengeful Sword

Vengeance is the law for thee

A million times the blade comes free

Always it ends without a head

The loser decapitated falls over dead

 Look into steel blue eyes

From these windows see how you die

Battle rage makes hearts pound

A barbarian answering to the Lord of The Mound

Greatest gift was iron will

Even without weapons it can kill

For a thousand miles deep

It slays the horrors that creep

Wielded by a Northern brute

Exploits sung by bards on their lutes

Thief, mercenary, and many things he has been

And always the those blue steel eyes win

A gunslinger he would have been in modern times

But in the Hyperborean Age he was an avenger of royal crimes

He made even the hardest warriors shiver and shake

When he rode to battle the ground would quake

As hordes of men, monsters, and demons were culled

Blade and axe to the the skull

He possessed the warriors soul

When enraged he would lose control

And become's wars beast

Leaving behind for the carrion quite a feast