Rotham and Noel

High upon the misty mount

Rotham blew the North Star out

Took it as his ladies gem

Watched it as its flaming ebbed

And Lyra strong and true and brave

Came to him that winters day

Asked him why the light was gone

The sun was set, the stars were lost

And he said...

I was born among the rest

Born to walk this world and pass this weary test

So if you're up in heaven and you're looking down on earth

If you want your prized possession

You better armor up for war

And war it came upon the land

Mortals and gods marshaled their men

The battle lines were drawn on high

Where mountains touched the sunlit sky

Kroja summoned his bestial hordes

Those animals without a soul

Minotaurs monsters goblins and trolls

The lesser creatures of the Fold

His nymphs and nyriads he did tell

To be his creatures generals

These lesser gods would have to go

Leave the sky to fight below

And gods are gods but gods will bleed

And when the last drop has emptied

Immortal once, never again

And so the low gods could be killed

Rotham he knew the ways on high

He watched them from the nightlit sky

He went into the halls of men

Talked to the bravest chieftains and kings

"Why should we be mere slaves to them

What have they done since creation

But used us for their childish games

We die for their pleasure and their fame"

They banged their shields

they clenched their fists

They cheered him on and pledged their oaths

That Mon itself would run with gold

The blood of their immortal foes

Then rotham came unto his land

Went to take his ladies hand

He hid her where noone would see

With the Ladies of Revery

Noel! Noel! how fair was she

The sweetest heart and soul she be

The gods themselves often did weep

That she was born to mortality

She cried that day to see him go

With fear for her beloved's soul

For if he failed then hell he'd find

The lowest dungeon for all time

But rotham never feared those things

Only hatred for mans slavery

Yet love can make the strong be weak

And noone loved stronger than he

Kroja crafty ever was

He looked upon brave rothams love

For swords were struck and shields were clanged

But men ever prevailed back then

They fought with fire of the free

They strove towards something pure and clean

And ever won against the nymphs

Rotham and the kings of men

(Great men rose up to his side

Arctum, moric and carem ly

Magnus, pors and tark the free

Wild men ever love liberty)

So kroja took a council of war

Assembled every lady and lord

To devise a way to victory

Outside his creatures vast armies

For blood it ran like rivers then

That of goblins men and nymphs

And gods wept to see their work

Crumble in that tragic war

Lyra called for peace that day

In her good and gracious way

Yuvrum called for ancient writes

To wipe history of all mankind

A shudder wrent through immortal hearts

For though men pushed on in their war

Still they were the gods great art

And loathe they were to see them part

Lady liberty argued mans cause

Fess argued the war was lost

But Femor wise one thing did state

"A great man dies if his heart breaks"

Kroja smiled to hear the words

And sent his secret messengers

To all the land to all the world

To find where sweet Noel was hid

And one lady of revelry

Wandered lost from the secret valley

A messenger cruelly made her speak

And found where fair Noel might be

Then kroja sent handsome Walium

The god of lust and seduction

His potions and spells could master hearts

Though dark and cursed, they scarred the Gods

Yet kroja that high price would pay

To take a hearts freedom away

So Walium found her as she prayed

And touched her to see her lauded face

Noel! Noel!  he loved her then

And gods always take whom they will

He put on her a spell of lust

That cursed thing resembling love

Rotham from his watch on high

Looked down on Mons often to spy

And when he saw Noel come there

No words would come, only a tear

He saw her love for Walium

He saw her wrapped in his strong arms

To see her there among the gods

His heart was pierced with painful loss

And all the champions he had

Could not defend from that attack

Gods could not kill him with the sword

They killed him with a broken heart

They killed him with a broken heart

(And when his heart once stopped to beat

Then Noel waked from her dream

To see her wretched company

She wept and cursed bitterly

The gods wept to see this pain

Tragic love was no intended thing

But kroja and Walium cheerily

Rejoiced in their cruel victory

Noel's heart could take no more

Rotham was what her heart beat for

She threw herself from Mons great heights

And fell with one last hope...to die

And still this day the mountains weep

At winter's end and nature's spring

Every crack becomes a stream

Earth sheds it tears for their tragedy)