HERE I BELONG
They tell me to go away
But I can't I must stay
I have nowhere else to go
This is the way that I know
I can't go back to my own kind
I'm in a different frame of mind
I can't deny what's in my heart
From this way I'll never part
I love to hear the winter's song
And drink fine mead all night long
I love the feel of a cold broadsword
I have made a vow and said the words
There's no turning back, I am what I am
I'm one of you know, a proud Heathen man.
©2013 Darryl Mouzone
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