Harrowing Desperation

He found himself upon rival shores
The storm had cast him to this fated soil
Scattered around him, his ship lay in ruin
And from the wreckage emerged his plight
Unwise men approach without restrain
Subjected to a northern wrath
Among the sand and stone, alone
Voices reach him from afar, unknown
The Heavens dark and grey, above
Uncertain paths before him, arise
Over barrows of Earth and mountains of sand
Through the wintry winds and rain of the North Umbrian Land
Who was once the master, who bore the raven flag
Tormented in chains by an Anglian hand