Griffon War Song

Limb from limb we’ll pull them

Spear and arrow skull them

Hoof and hand, in foreign lands

With talon we shall cull them

Blade in beak we’ll stay them

Razor’d claw we’ll flay them

Tear to strands, in foreign lands

With fierceness we shall slay them

Feather, flyer, eagle’s spire

Perch on high finds funeral pyre

Roaring, soaring, battle-scoring

Lion’s cry bloodlust alluring

Solid we shall bend them

Young and old we’ll rend them

As King demands, in foreign lands

To Hell and back we’ll send them

Wing and horn we’ll break them

Sword and scythe we’ll rake them

Crush all that stands, in foreign lands

With fury we’ll unmake them

Daunting, taunting, fierceness flaunting

Death shall not be left unwanting

Ponies dying, still denying

While Griffons overhead are flying

Author's Notes:

Poem by darf