The Tusk Of The Giant Boar - Bard Music

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Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Under dawn’s thin
Rust-red rim
Smoke still slept on every roof
Children chased the drifting ash
Thinking daylight brought them proof
That the quiet meant they’d grown
Past the reach of claw and tusk
Past the cracking of old bones
In the dark behind the dusk

[Chorus]
But the ground remembered
And the roots still shook
When the hooves like hammers
Beat the valley’s brook
Through the wheat it thundered
Tore the furrows wide
And the hunter walked to meet it
With the village at his side

[Verse 2]
From the alder’s crooked shade
Eyes like embers
Black with rage
It had worn a forest’s weight
In the scars along its flank
Hide like bark and teeth like knives
Breath that stank of buried graves
It had chased a hundred lives
Into hollow stumps and caves

[Chorus]
Still the ground remembered
As the fences split
As the smallest doorframes
Shook and groaned and bit
Through the wool it rended
Turned the pens to mud
And the hunter stepped before it
With his heartbeat in his blood

[Bridge]
He had watched it once before
Slip through snow and gnaw the dead
He had tasted loss like ash
When it snapped a brother’s leg
Every winter
Every thaw
He had tracked its crooked trail
Carved its measure in his mind
Like a mark upon a scale

[Verse 3]
Now the threshing floor ran red
Not with wheat
But churned-up earth
It drove splinters through the doors
Crushed the cradle by the hearth
Still his footing held like stone
Every breath a counted thread
Every inch between its tusk
And the ones who hid and pled

[Chorus]
Oh
The ground remembered
As it charged downhill
As the air turned sharper
As the lungs grew still
Through the dust it thundered
Sweat in froth and foam
And the hunter braced to meet it
Half a heartbeat from his home

[Verse 4]
First it missed him by a hair
Carved a furrow past his knee
Turned and carved again
Again
Ripped the corner from a tree
He slid sideways
Closed the gap
Hands like iron on the shaft
Drove the ashwood deep and hard
Till its roaring broke in half

[Bridge]
Still it thrashed and kicked the loam
Flung him sprawling in the straw
But his fingers found a stone
Found the broken
Jagged jaw
Pressed its muzzle to the ground
Till the trembling slowed and sank
Till the rage that stained its eyes
Ran like water down a bank

[Chorus]
Now the ground remembers
Where its heartbeat fell
Where the hoofprints deepen
Like a shallow well
Through the years they’ll wonder
How the fear turned thin
How the hunter walked back breathing
With the red dust on his skin

[Verse 5]
Children trace its faded path
In the furrows by the mill
Mothers point and count the scars
On the oak beneath the hill
There the tusk marks fan and split
There the bark is torn and bare
There he stood against its weight
With the whole town in his care

[Chorus]
Yes
The ground remembers
Every shaken door
Every dish that rattled
On the kitchen floor
Through the age of harvest
Through the years of peace
He still walks among the houses
And their trembling has ceased