Equestrian Warrior Hymns

by Weavers of Dreams


Skyward Hymn

The beating rhythm of wings,
A thundering to instill fear and pride,
A brilliant range of color flowing side-by-side.
Lightning flashes in their wake,
Rain feeds the fields laid deep,
With enemies laid unto eternal sleep,
By hoof, lance and storm risen by our heavenly wolves of the sky.

As the sun rises, they stand ready and vigilant,
All you, their sons and daughters,
You wives full of pride, all your hearts beating as one,
Clad in gold and covered in honors,
And to each a great boon of power and respect shall we grant.
All the young pour forth to admire the heroes of battles won,
Flying in the confidence and splendor of great tradition,
Worthy of praise and the glories our heavenly wolves of the sky.

Rejoice and sing of their speed and grace,
All brothers as one in perfect harmony,
None shall stand when the skies turn black as ebony.
To you all, our sons, your wings shall never tire,
Your winds and lightning shall burn the world in holy fire,
Inspiring the futures to seek peace out of fear and wisdom,
For none can endure long before the might of our heavenly wolves of the sky.

Under the moon, you're a silent shadow on the clouds,
Giving your earthbound brothers courage through the perilous night,
Let your thunders roar and winds tear apart the world beneath our enemies,
Becoming the beacon of hope and terror until the sun's first light.
All wings and hearts beat as one in brotherly unity,
Against the elements you create blessed before our time with immunity,
No snow or ice shall hinder your flight our heavenly wolves of the sky.

The howling, thunderous wind is your symphony,
No knee shall remain still at the sound,
The rolling drums of the clouds shall bring them to the ground.
Your banners shall wave for freedom against the godless foe,
Forever your stories will be told to give hope and pride,
To your nation and descendants and the rest of the world will know.
Forever names shall be written in tomes our heavenly wolves of the sky.

Before the sun you shall bring hope to the refugee,
Even the mightiest you shall be known for your grace and purity,
Rain will fall upon the dessert lands and rainbows shall crown the horizon.
Against ten thousands you shall prevail in numbers outweighed,
No oppression will stand before your unmatchable grace,
Through loyalty and kindness, honor shall be granted at with every pace.
Strike for liberty for all our heavenly wolves of the sky.

When your time is done you shall have be glorified by the sun,
When your night falls your great boon shall be granted by the moon,
You shall have the power and honor as you wait for your friends from beyond.
Your family and friends shall see that you patrol heaven's skies,
Eternally vigilant and without need of rest, for not one of you dies,
You shall remain in honor and glory as your great reward,
Guardians who shall fly over eternal skies our beloved heavenly wolves of the sky.