Bear me a witness for the ruler of the
earth has finally appeared,
Roaring his greatest roar,
he shakes the ground beneath you
But who can grin and bear it, the cold
winter called life.
Nanook the Great Bear will catch the
earths salmon, lighting the sun with the blubber of a whale and although pale
as the winter is white his fur will warm the cold children of the night.
No Plague, no trickery no blood shed,
simplicity through nature and feast through praise of this might beast. And
thou who earns their right as a cub of his mightiness will prosper the
flavorful bear flanks of success and seal loins of nourishment.
Bow, roar, dig, bite, defecate in the
wilderness of struggle for you are not alone. His claws sever pain;
his teeth puncture the flesh of deceit.
Fear no longer my cubs for the earth’s den
has been warmed.
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