Who can say the man exclaimed
'Tis said mighty men how ashamed
To the truth behind this ancient tale
Of the demon of wind and hail
But they also say
In the land of far away
Where the demon doth dwell
In it's cold and icy hell
That the one who can kill
And has the strength of will
To take it's cruel head
And with it's body just dead
Take a goblet as if to dine
And drink it's blood like a wine
Shall cease to be of mortal mane
And strength become their victim's bane