Hymn to Lunas

Myra of the Fellowship of the Full Moon

And did those Wolves, in days of yore,
Walk proud and strong through Norsca’s land
And were the children of the moon
The strength behind the Wolves’ right hand
And did we strive against the foe
Who loved the day and feared the night
And then did Lunas’ light shine forth
And put the spawn of day to flight.
Bring me me sword, in silver cast,

Bring me my hammer wrought with flame
Bring me my shield, now stand we strong
In fellowship in Lunas’ name.
We will not break, we will not fall,
Though death may face us still we stand
Til we are known for Lunas’ sake
The greatest fighters in the land.

Tune: Jerusalem