Yule Be The Day

Yule be the day, and you will see
No lesser burden shall be handed unto thee
For one mans plight is another mans labour
While one wages war, I'll honour my neighbor

Who among you is steeped in breath
As I look upon the sword in stone itself
Quest I pledge as I live and breathe
Beside the valley caught in the siege

No humble deed be known at best
For war is just a sacrament within itself

And shall I live for my life for you my lover
And shall I be kind to you my brother
Shall I dream and hope for the future
Or give way to the world's bothersome polluter

Sacrament be those wicked deeds
By which we live and sow the seeds
What light shall come to light the dark
For I have known love within my heart

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