The Thundering Heard
Pronghorn running 'cross the dead salt sea Mountains rising up like beasts With horns like trees Antlers reaching higher like a forest on fire Buffalo bring low the thunderclouds Lightning giving birth to holy sound Strikes the ground, cracks the earth beneath The Thundering Herd See the pronghorn running 'cross the dead salt sea See the mountains rise up like beasts With horns like trees See these antlers growing higher Like a forest set on fire Will your black roots know our hearts in soil Great horns blowing laying mountains low White buffalo calls down the darkening clouds "And upon his brow is set a crown... of fire" Crowned in Fire Crows and ravens try to eat the stars Wolves are starving hunting down the moon in mars They take their bites And this eclipse foretells our doom White winged buffalo tastes the lightning And upon his brow beset a halo of flies And so its told, so its Heard This Thundering is of tiny wings And bees made honey in his skull
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Upon the mountain Trees circle the lake The stag circles the tree His head raises high Antlers encircle the sun Burning hot in the sky The wolves circle below And vultures circle above The crow keeps watch The sun burns through the sky The mountain snow shifts The river feeds the lake The lake and the trees The stag feeds with ease Upon the mountain The wolves circle the glade The vultures circle above Crow keeps watch Over the mountain glade Cycle repeats The circle unbroken The circle is golden The sun is the wheel Rolling to the ocean Burning through the sky Boiling in the seas The wheel keeps rolling The circle is golden The wolves chase the sun The wolves chase the moon The wolves taste the sun and moon And vultures fall from the sky as Crow keeps watch Crow keeps watch Crow keeps watch Over the mountain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
The heavy hoof clips The heavy hoof clops The heavy hooves dance on yer grave Cleaved hearts thump All in a lump On the old stump And the dead lie still Yeah the dead lie still And the heavy hoofs dance on your grave The stillness will be dancing The black blood drips The black heart drops An' the heavy jaw falls The conquering worms Go in and out and Their teeth tip tap on your bones And the shiny beak picks The shiny beak pecks Thе bird's song sticks in your brain The little hand ticks The big hand tocks Timе's blunt fist Is gonna rise from the clay The heavy hoof clips The heavy hoof clops The heavy hoof Heavy hooves dance on your grave
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
His antlers are mighty His antlers are trees His antlers are mighty trees Struck by lightning Antlers are lightning Striking the trees The earth quakes under Hooves of thunder His hide bristles With swords and spears Of those who tried To slay and failed His antlers are mighty roots Of great upturned trees Tearing holes in sky As hooves flash by With a halo of arrows and And swords and spears And tusk and horn all worn From the last lost war Antlers rising Black moon shining White veins of light Split the night with Antlers of lightning Black moon rising White veins of lightning Mountains of rumble under Hooves bringing thunder Send your lightning through thе glass sky I taste your electricity Lightning cross thе cracked sky Send me your electricity Antlers of lightning Hooves of thunder Teeth and tusks and razors Chopping down mountains Carving the canyons Clearing the plains Battling forever True to his nature I live I die I bleed White veins of light
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026