Conajohara No More

Into the west I rode alone
So green the land, so far from home
Where foxes meet for sabbath
Dances Zogar Sag, the devil

When there was magic in the air
The world stood still
Demon of the swamp and ghost snake
Bow to evil will

In a long hut sleep
The four brothers of the night
A single name was etched in blood
Upon the tiger's hide

There will be
Conajohara no more
Red axes of the border gleam
Kindle the fires
Pile the skulls
Before the altar of the stream

An arrow to the notch and bless the wind
My deeds shall live forever
Below the branches
Our last stand

Crawling, from the woods
Screams split the air
Eyes of fire blaze
Eagle, toucan, feathers cry for war
Charge the picts, hear slasher roar

In a long hut sleep
The four brothers of the night
A single name was etched in blood
Upon the tiger's hide

There will be
Conajohara no more
Red axes of the border gleam
Kindle the fires
Pile the skulls
Before the altar of the stream