The blackened faced warrior
Dispatches soldiers left and right
For blood and for glory
Alone, without an ally
He kills scores of men with great fury
Gwyn ap nudd fights for his love
She's been taken against her will
In the grips of another man
He will fight until his death
The warrior's reputation precedes him
Men have been known to flee
Upon his war cry heard
From miles away
The son of nudd has met little resistance
While not a perfect fight,
His wounds are minimal
A bright light shows overhead
A blessing from the otherworld
The ground shakes and opens up
And releases its might
A pack of hounds cloaked in embers
Emerge from the depths
They howl showing their devotion
To this warrior crowned king
A blessing from the otherworld
So rare and just for one
Comes with it a crown
And a kingdom
The dust from the earth settles
And in its wake the horizon shows
The trail of gwyn's love
Leading to a mysterious kingdom
Son of nudd, the alpha with his pack
Storm for the throne room
For reclamation and vengeance