Song of Hunter

Too much pride

Ends the ride

Love's denied

To subside.

Dreams of Gabriel

Trades with Hunter Hell

No more do they tell

Of brotherhood's spell.

Between Richard's stable peak

And excited Ryan's squeak,

My greatest cousins wage bleak

War until one turns a cheek.

Distrust does decay, so hopefully pray

That four bright lights don't succumb to the fray. 

Even when astray, your true light relays

For you are brothers for all of your days.