Ironwood mother

Ironwood whispers under the snow. Iron bark litters over bone. Moonlight bleeds on drifting snow. Distant drums echo under stone. I am Ungurboda, frost in veins. Breathing a curse into silent night. Three unborn monsters rattle their chains. Gods stay blind, afraid of the sight. In my dark womb they rise. Wolf drinks dreams upon the sea. Every horizon will burn your eyes. Serpent draws circles around me. Mother of monsters, Ironwood’s heart. Ironwood trembles under my stride. World splits open, falling apart. Oceans will blacken, swallow your pride. Wolf Grows stronger, smiling with teeth. Old sacred chains crumble to rust. Soon he will run, devouring beneath. Gods clutch thrones, sinking into dust. Serpent circles ‘round the cold eye. Hell counts names, no prayer saves. Red burning cracks split heaven wide. Dead march silent, bound as Slaves. Mother of monsters, Ironwood’s heart. Ironwood trembles under my stride. World splits open, falling apart. Oceans will blacken, swallow your pride. Hear Me, gods, I spin your end. Shadows of mine already run deep. When they arrive, no sword will mend. You will fall screaming into Sleep. Mother Of monsters, Ironwood’s heart. Ironwood trembles under my stride. World splits open, falling apart. Oceans will blacken, swallow your pride.