Winterfylleth - Yielding the March Law

There lieth a land by savagery scarred,
Drenched in blood that is bitter, yet proud
There lieth a land of forest and fell
Myth to the minds that in marble halls dwell

There layeth a law 'pon soils untilled,
Mightily cleaveth in twain under shield,
There layeth a law for dread to allay,
Held above reavers a hammer, well frayed.

There breaketh a bond by treachery's hand,
Distant the minds of marble, from land,
There breaketh a bond, for devils await,
Set upon pastures as vermin or flame.

Yielding the March Law,
Never to stand,
Yielding the March Law,
By treachery's hand

There dieth a land by poison ingest,
Poured from a vessel of marble afresh,
There dieth a land of vigour bereft,
Drained by the yielding of law, we rest.

Yielding the March Law,
Never to stand,
Yielding the March Law,
By treachery's hand