Under the Red Cloud

I retired to a towering mountain Laid down in a circle of stones For three days and for three nights I listened to the skull of a bear The sun burnt its sigil into my chest The rain washed the evil away Time spun itself around me The moon casst its silvery shell I rose up in circle of stones Made my way down in the valley Followed the banks of a rushing river To a shore of an icy sea The great bear growled The thunder spoke The mountain shook The skies lit up They came carrying their torches Appeared from the desolate dark Approached me circling and swirling Howling their battle-cries That's when the bear was born in me It rose on its legs beside From a distance the crack of thunder And the red cloud swallowed the sky I rose up in circle of stones Made my way down in the valley Followed the banks of a rushing river To a shore of an icy sea And in the furthest corner of the North On the edge of the world we know With open arms embracing them And I bared them my heart of hearts Under the red cloud