Feeling inspired by a story told by a friend, I came up with this song. Please enjoy! Images, as usual, are from Artflow AI so I don't own those rights, those the words are indeed mine. Feel free to use this song however you see fit, though I'd very much like if you'd give me credit for it, should you use it! Peace!
In the northern lands, a fiendish army roamed,
As the warband Sharpfang ventured, far from home,
Through paths of dark and creatures vile,
They faced their doom with steadfast guile.
Ambushed by men, demons at their side,
But Sharpfang's courage would not be denied.
As the clash ended, the dawn revealed,
An army of trolls, their fate now sealed.
Through the fray, they pressed ahead,
Trolls they found, their strength they shed.
In the heart of darkness, foes did quail,
Their valor turned the tide, without fail.
Blessed by Odin, their forms did change,
A raven's flight, a bear's fierce rage.
Together they rose, a fearsome sight,
To end the trolls in the final fight.
With strength and might, they faced their foe,
Through blood and battle, their power did grow.
Sharpfang stood tall, against the night,
with blades held high, earned their place in Valhalla's light.
Amidst the chaos, they stood tall,
Trolls they vanquished, one and all.
In the final stand, where shadows ceased,
Their triumph sang, a feast for the crows.
In the end, our leader met his fate,
Beneath his might, trolls did break.
Only ashes and his axe is all we have,
Sharpfang's triumph, in our memories engraved.
Through the peaks, the warband pressed,
Trolls they found and laid to rest.
In the lair of the beast, all those who fell,
We'll meet in Valhalla, by Odin's grace.
With Odin's blessing, they stood tall,
Sharpfang's legacy, a tale for men and not.
From raven's flight to bear's fierce roar,
Their victory echoes forevermore.