For El-ahrairah To Cry

Fu inlé; these clouds bode ill

From the earth we ran out;

That eve, that heralded night



For Man came knocking at our doors

Sank teeth within our homes



In those quiet hours,

Where the elil ruled

The sky, the ground, our thoughts

We prayed for pity

But received none

We gasped for breath

But no breath came



Forgive us el ahrairah!

Prophet of two faces;

Deceitful, delirious

Right hand of embleer frith,

Bore down on us all

Scattering minds like skeleton leaves

Hrair thethuthinnang

Weak willed we were, incoherent



Frith the lagging star,

Hung on pitch fork lies

Weak willed we were, incoherent



Slay him down

Deific abhorrence

Slay him down



Frith lies still in charred soil

We silflay upon his bones

Dance in his carrion eyes

Tare his flesh with ideas

Bore within him like worms

Bore within him like worms



Frith the lagging star,

Hung on pitch fork lies

Weak willed we were, incoherent



Slay him down



Embellished with

Caustic runes

Buried cities,

Burrow graves

We stand in

Ragged rows



Tharn Eyes sullen with loss



Disembodied he wanders the wastes

Three headed elil

Frith, ahrairah, inlé

Baying for our heed



Cloying at our arms

Eyes wet with tears

But we will not cry for you

We will not cry for you



We march in atrophy

His hands still claw and swoon

Sombre we tread

In quiet regress

Amidst the fallen

Friend and fetid foe

Their blood smears as one

And so our cause is whole

Warrens yawn wide

Engulf us all in tow



We will lie here

Beside these vanquished souls

We never ceased feeling

We only opened our eyes

Ended half said prayers

This fallen lord we vilify



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Frith - God figure

El Ahrairah - christ figure

Inlé - holy spirit figure

Fu inlé - after moon rise

Elil - enemy, predator

Embleer Frith - stinking god

Hrair thethuthinnang - many fallen leaves

Silflay - feed

Tharn - distraught