Leaves' Eyes

halvdan the black

People of darkness
Our father only
Revelation
Our father call me
Halvdan the Black
Our voice is in the air
By horseback king and men
I?ve spawned an instinct theory
Of all the leaves
Shadows peeking, often sneaking
Scatter ?neath the earth
Orphans bury parent sheets
Thus breathing voices cruel
Wrinkling to a winter?s gown
Of heat and breath
I puck up right!
People of darkness
Our father only
Revelation
Our father call me
Halvdan the Black