When I was a Dovahkiin
When I was a Dovahkiin
I Fus Ro Da’d
Spreading my Thu’um through the hold
Beckoning for a response
When I Fus Ro Da’d
My Dragonborn Armor
Shook Rattled
And Thundered
Against the ribs of a Dovah
When I was a Dovahkiin
My armored grip
Grasped the throats of my enemies
As I murdered
Gathering one more breath
To shout for
Force and Balance
When my Thu’um reached through the air
To the Dovah
They would finally wake
When I Fus Ro Da’d they’d come to me
I’d hold my Thu’um
Look at them maliciously
Skyward
Slay them as they landed
And
Shout
As I absorbed
The souls of the Dovah
When I was a Dovahkiin

