Falconer

They burst through the gates
with swords in hand they made their way
cross the hall of the high lord.
[Erik:]
-As long as that man lives
peace will never propagate
between me and my brothers here
so yield yourself to your fate!
The king stood still in the back,
grey in face and without will
not knowing wrong from right.
[Torgil:]
-You have brought shame and disgrace
to soil your fathers' name
and heaven will not easily
forget the game you've played.
The limbs of the lord was chained,
he was bound to a horse then they rode away
through a cold winter storm.