BanjoInk

Oh Gehrman, Father of hunters, Mentor of the Chivalrous, Rest now, For your burden is no more... First Hunter, Bearer of the night, Blade of the Hunt, Rest now, As morning dawn draws near... Dear Mentor, Shackled to the Nightmare, Weep no more, Rest now, For I shall, Take your place, To end your nightmare.... Old Hunter, Haunted by regret, Rest now, And let the shining radiance of the Pale Moon, Lull thee, Under a bed of white, Back to a peaceful demise...