Week 8 - ZYG (1-1) vs. ThisIsDam (1-0) - THISISDAM WINS 5-3

[ThisisDAM]

Glaciers of Ice
It was the darkest of days,
A lonely stroll on this arctic terrain
My body would shiver, ungodliest quivers
The shock that it gives you just sharpens the pain
The farther you sway, to search, find, a beacon of hope
Or reach for a rope to squeeze & then choke
& alleviate those on this season of snow
You freeze in the cold, warmth was something your're eager to know
As the frostbite continued to chew all your people in whole
Your beard as it grows, frigid, iced & chilled to the pores
Yet, still you ignore
The image, sight, instilled to your core
You've saved your clan, your tribe, the faction of few
A magical group, who's primary goal's the advancement of youth
Bringing joy to them all, the gift of a smile you obtain in return
Is more fulfillment then anyone could ever explain they have earned
They called you their idol, a Saint, of iconic traits
Who brought wishes & prayers to revitalize faith
You always ate last, feeding the children ahead of your hunger
As they ate you felt full from all of their reverence, wonder
No decadence, slumber, could ruin this joyous content
To maturate children, transition these boys into men
Never Devoid of the strength, until that one fatal moment
Death & destruction became the main component
The vision of peril, approaching as swift as the breeze
Could bring to its knees, any village, town, city or street
A polar bear, so mighty, strong, force-ful & immense
Struck their leader with vigor, twice, tore open his chest
They all saw His heart was as large as this ivory beast
His eyes wide as they weep, trying to die with a speech
"I....I....wish for those...of..you, who....dis-miss the goals..
..Please...never... never give up ho...ho...ho........"
He never finished, but they all knew what he was aiming for
They vowed he never would die, his name lives more
He died by the Claws, this saint, the man, the message
& so...
began the legend