The Song of the Swords

Who Holds Coinspinner Knows Good Odds
Whichever Move He Make
But The Sword Of Chance, To Please The Gods,
Slips From Him Like A Snake.

The Sword Of Justice Balances The Pans
Of Right And Wrong, And Foul And Fair.
Eye For An Eye, Doomgiver Scans
The Fate Of All Folk Everywhere.

Dragonslicer, Dragonslicer, How d’You Slay?
Reaching For the Heart In Behind The Scales.
Dragonslicer, Dragonslicer, Where Do You Stay?
In The Belly Of The Giant That My Blade Impales.

Farslayer Howls Across The World
For Thy Heart, For Thy Heart, Who Hast Wronged Me!
Vengeance Is His Who Casts The Blade
Yet He Will In The End No Triumph See.

Whose Flesh The Sword Of Mercy Hurts
Has Drawn No Breathe;
Whose Soul It Heals Has Wandered In The Night.
Has Paid The Summing Of All Debts In Death
Has Turned To See Returning Light.

The Mindsword Spun In The Dawn’s Gray Light
And Men And Demons Knelt Down Before
The Mindsword Flashed In Midday Bright
Gods Joined The Dance, And The March Of War.
In Spun In The Twilight Dim As Well
And Gods And Men Marched Off To Hell.

I Shatter Swords And Splinter Spears;
None Stands To Shieldbreaker.
My Point’s The Fount Of Orphans’ Tears
My Edge The Widowmaker.

The Sword Of Stealth Is Given To
One Lowly And Despised.
Sightblinder’s Gifts: His Eyes Are Keen
His Nature Is Disguised.

Who holds Wayfinder finds good roads
Its master’s step is brisk.
The Sword of Wisdom lightens loads
But adds unto their risk.

The Tyrant’s Blade No Blood Hath Spilled
But Doth The Spirit Carve
Soulcutter Hath No Body Killed
But Many Left To Starve.

The Sword Of Siege Struck A Hammer’s Blow
With A Crush, And A Smash, And A Tumbled Wall.
Stonecutter Laid A Castle Low
With A Groan, And A Roar, And A Tower’s Fall.

Long Roads the Sword Of Fury Makes
Hard Walls It Builds Around The Soft
The Fighter Who Townsaver Takes
Can Bid Farewell To Home And Croft.

The Song of the Swords

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