Poem of the day

Mordred's Lullaby
Heather Dale

Marsh Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep;
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

Guile, my son, I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
And you won't understand the cause of your grief
But you'll always follow the voices beneath.

(Loyalty...)

Guile, my son, your spirit will hate her:
The flower who married my brother, the traitor;
And you will expose his puppet behavior,
For you are the proof of how he betrayed her.

(Loyalty...)

Marsh Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep,
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

(Loyalty...)

Guile, my son, each day you'll grow older,
Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold:
The child of my body, the flesh of my soul,
Will die and return the birthright he stole.

(Loyalty...)

Marsh Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
And carry you down into sleep,
Child, the darkness will rise from the deep,
And carry you down into sleep.

(Loyalty...)