Proud legacy born out of pure white snow,

Emerging as a changeling from the ice—

There ancient gods their charter did bestow:

A mandate to subdue the world by might.

Almighty God proclaimed by cosmic order—

So did this pallid proxy rise to claim

The actions that those Holy words had sown;

With all the force that might and wit sustain,

He triumphed—land and sea and sky his own.

His brethren did his mastery adopt—

Yet marred with darkness all the work he wrought.