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Donald Bàn (The White Wolf of Alba)

Bàn…
Mac Donnchada…
The wolf returns…

Born in the shadow of Malcolm’s crown
Exiled son of the old blood drowned
Gaelic tongue in a Norman court
Steel in silence, revenge in thought

Banished to heather, stone, and rain
Raised by ghosts of slain kings’ names
While southern lords bent knee to gold
The north remembered stories old

From the isles where the raven cries
A king in exile sharpens lies
No parchment binds the land of bone
Only blood can claim the throne


DONALD BÁN! White wolf of war
From the hills he heeds the call
BLOOD OF KINGS! Old Gaelic Law
Crowned in fire, crowned by claw

William falls by a hunter’s hand
The throne lies bare in a broken land
Norman heirs choke on foreign breath
The old gods stir, they choose death

Donald rises with iron host
Painted shields and battle oaths
No Latin tongue, no southern chain
Only fire, peat, and blade

No French law
No Saxon name
The crown is cursed
The crown is flame

Three winters crowned, the land in fear
Blind the sons, no rivals near
Cruelty written in eye-less screams
Power rots all kings’ dreams

Duncan’s son returns from south
With Norman steel and silver mouth
Betrayal sings through mist and gore
The wolf is cornered once more

DONALD BÁN! KING OF MIRE!
Rule by blood, deposed by fire
Old Alba howls his name
Crown of ash, eternal shame

Crown of bone
Throne of lies
Every king
Must bleed and die

Captured, broken, sight undone
Eyes torn from Scotland’s son
In darkness cast, his reign erased
But his blood still scars this place

The wolf is blind…
But the hills still see…