Blood on the Runestone

Deep in the vale where the old stones remain
Lies the oath of a warrior, written in pain
No scroll nor voice, just the runes in the rain
Carved with a dagger, sealed by the slain
They say the stone drinks, but never forgets
Each drop of blood, the price it begets
Those who dare mark it must honor the weight
For the stone will awaken and echo their fate
Whispers of iron, bound into stone
Words not spoken, but forever known
Blood on the runestone, calling the night
A vow to the old gods, burning so bright
By fire, by frost, by blade and by bone
We live through the curse of the runestone alone
I traced the same path, hand shaking and raw
Felt every story etched deep into law
A promise was made in the shadow of flame
To never retreat, to carry the name
The stone has no mercy, it never forgives
It waits for the heart that no longer lives
But those who are bound to its ancient decree
Shall rise in the storm and never flee
Blood on the runestone, carved through the years
Bathed in the silence of warriors' tears
The pact that survives long after we're gone
It sings through the wind, it stands with the strong
Blood on the runestone, forever we stand
Guardians of honor, with sword in hand
No flame can erase it, no time can corrode
The legacy burned in that sacred old code