The Shores Of Issyk-Kul

It came across the hills
An unseen roiling mass
It moved beneath the soil
And through the fields of feather grass

At dawn it crept on the slopes
At day it crawled through the trees
Come fall of dusk and
It had found its way to the streets

Nightfall came and went again
But none were there to attest
By the hands of the unseen thing
They were laid to eternal rest
Their bodies shorn
Their lives cut short

Kutluk was the first to fall
Magna-Kelka was his wife
In a hovel by the lake
The Horseman came to claim their lives

In the year of the hare
By the shores of Issyk-Kul
This is where the end began
Eradication of man

It swept along the roads
Throughout the eastern sands
Killing one and all
Leaving empty barren lands

A punishment for heathen souls
Like a fetid miasma sent from on high
The unbelievers and any who come to deny
They will suffer the vengeance of god