The Left Handed Priest

The left-handed Priest knew of duty He was called as the ritual began Sage was burnt, offers were laid They hoped to protect this land The terrible worm had arisen Bringing chaos from here to the sea The man of the cloth he seemed bold and showed strength But he feared they would never be free He feared they would never be free Every man and boy they could muster With sword and cudgel and stone They rode out to face down the dragon together But the priest would face him alone God played no part in this battle It was evil and wretched and dire From a distance the people looked on in horror While the Priest extinguished the fire The Priest he extinguished the fire Fifty years to this day The tale brings the elders to weep A left-handed Priest will lead the prayers In hope that the worm still sleeps We all hope that the worm still sleeps