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Who has a song that they think represents them well?
Back in the day when we had cool radio call signs, (it's now a 3 digit #, how thrilling
), mine was 'werewolf'. Over the years, and a few tattoos, the nickname stuck. A few years ago, a girl on my facility who knows me well, (she's into the whole SCA thing so we blade talk), came to me and said, "I just heard a song that made me think of you". It's been my unofficial theme song ever since.
Oh, do not seek to know what lies
behind these mild and patient eyes.
For I have seen the demons power-
and even let the monster run
in certain unforgotten hours.
The fires that sleep within the blood
can waken to a burning flood-
that sweeps away whatever moves
before the wordless killer's eyes,
Oh, do not cry to see it proved.
So, leave the devil where it lies,
cast no blood into my eyes,
and never place my life in threat.
For when the monster comes alive
if you survive, you won't forget.
The roar when language falls away-
the vision leeched to black and grey-
the speed that makes the wind feel slow,
the strength beyond the bone's design.
These are the signs I too well know.
I wear my weapons openly.
Tolerant, kind, though I must be.
I keep the Fenris-wolf in rein.
But this much warning I must give-
that while I live the Beast remains.
Leslie Fish - 'Berserker'. Thank you Raven, Bladewolf.
Back in the day when we had cool radio call signs, (it's now a 3 digit #, how thrilling
), mine was 'werewolf'. Over the years, and a few tattoos, the nickname stuck. A few years ago, a girl on my facility who knows me well, (she's into the whole SCA thing so we blade talk), came to me and said, "I just heard a song that made me think of you". It's been my unofficial theme song ever since.Oh, do not seek to know what lies
behind these mild and patient eyes.
For I have seen the demons power-
and even let the monster run
in certain unforgotten hours.
The fires that sleep within the blood
can waken to a burning flood-
that sweeps away whatever moves
before the wordless killer's eyes,
Oh, do not cry to see it proved.
So, leave the devil where it lies,
cast no blood into my eyes,
and never place my life in threat.
For when the monster comes alive
if you survive, you won't forget.
The roar when language falls away-
the vision leeched to black and grey-
the speed that makes the wind feel slow,
the strength beyond the bone's design.
These are the signs I too well know.
I wear my weapons openly.
Tolerant, kind, though I must be.
I keep the Fenris-wolf in rein.
But this much warning I must give-
that while I live the Beast remains.
Leslie Fish - 'Berserker'. Thank you Raven, Bladewolf.
