Endgame (The Impending Truth)

The true targets of His justice

Were not the youngsters who suffered from its claws

But rather their parents who had failed them so miserably

By their disorderly cause

"It's only with Scripture that we ourselves can arm

For swords or bullets will do it no harm"

I remember the day he said

They may come and make threats at your doors

When you find yourself in dread

Leave this land and head for British shores

Whatever happens I will always be yours

Yet foreboding times are lying ahead

You'll have to wait however hard our love deplores

One day our life together may come instead

Could it be just a wolf that struck our nation

Or was more at hand that caused this aggression?

It crossed a river erect on its hind paws

It looked like witchery, defying nature's laws

Its screams were heard from forest edge to caverns deep

Its eyes peered through the dark as if never asleep

I used to blame it on our appetite for exotica

Or on a remnant of prehistoric times

But after I met these people, an ever growing enigma

Could there exist such supernatural crimes?

I prepared my hunt with blessings of a priest

These three silver bullets, I say Beast

"You will eat no more!"

"No More!"

We shot the beast

Blood everywhere

We followed the trace

There lies a man

Could it be its first male victim?

Royal troops surround us

Pushing us away

"I've heard that where we shot that man,

a strange stone was found, carved with unreadable markings.

Grass won't grow there anymore.

Instead it grew reddish, and no animal wants to eat it.

People say that a dark figure haunts this place,

Restless, hidden in the shadows.

Some nights a sad moan can be heard.

As if waiting for something, or someone."

I condemn the way I was treated by your men

This man Antoine, the royal gun-bearer

made false claims of shooting a large wolf

But we saw a man, killed or deadly wounded

I've learned this wolf was embalmed

and shipped with haste to the king's court

I gave my children their last chance

I looked death in the eyes

This demon is real, there will be no absolution

May the Lord forgive their secret substitution

We retreated to my home

Tired and baffled

Followed by men

Bearing royal marks

Following our steps

Eyes are watching

What dark secrets did we unveil?