An older project made a long time ago for the game "Wulfpack". The project has long been canceled and the song long forgotten. Recently due to some unseen circumstances I have found it again, and felt that it is a piece that even to this day I have always loved. It is one of my most memorable pieces in my opinion, and one I hold closest to my heart!
I won't go into the full details of the song as it would take up a lot of time and more space then is available but the premise of it is the telling of 7 great warriors who rose to exterminate a land of a spirit of pure darkness. The tribe responsible for releasing the spirit believed with all their being it was a good one, that would shape the planets into better order. These 7 great Wulves succeeded and their story told throughout time.
The descendants of these great 7 fighters find themselves gathering to each other through forces outside their control when the great spirit, who by the warping of time is known to be good again, is released onto the planets. A calling so strong, a yearning so dire they can do nothing but answer, together as one, one last time!
SprintT has written a neat poem to go along with the song, I would like to share it with the listeners.
"Ancients"
Long ago.
Time was froze.
War was in tow.
Seven men the gods chose.
To give all that is brave
March to death
Lands threatened by obliteration they must save
Fight until their last heaving breath
The story of the ancients never shall be lost
To give all
To stand victorious at any cost
To heed a dieing call
Heed thy call O' brave souls
Mistakes now distant
The sky it howls
The spirit is ever persistent
The return of that vanquished
Time has dearly come
The lands have flourished
New great men now can hear that of the war drum
Stand tall
Stand proud
Be willing to give it all
Protect the lands as the gods once vowed.
Dark clouds threaten to embellish the land
Fires spark to burn thy kin to ash
Hatred willing to turn grain to sand
All shall feel evils harsh lash
Thou seven must go and fight
Go with open mind
Fight without freight
The lands hope is you may I remind
Except this noble cause,
and forever shall fates be intertwined
Succeed and return to much applause.
To fail, is the end of Wulfkind.
- SprintT -
Enjoy, The Dead's Witness!