Man of Iron

I have paced these forests for so long I don＇t know if I am man or I am beast.

I, though, hold deep within me a quest for revenge.

Then I must be a man as much as I can be.

I have learned to speak the tongue of the animal

I have learned to read the signs in bark and snow.

I have taken within myself the spirits of my fathers,

long time gone.

In this short time, far from home, a man of Iron I＇ve grown.

A man of Iron I have grown.

A part of the Eternal Woods...

Late evening...