Patriarch

One red
One gold
Both pale
Milky skin
Bloodlines blue
Underneath the ink
Paths colliding
Were you shamed by me?
Or were you bashful?
I never could tell
All I know is that
You bled Pict
Just like me
And you loved words
Just like me
And you sang with fervour
Just like me
Albeit to praise different gods
I know it hurt you
To look at me and see
The heretics of your past
The heathens left behind
But you loved me anyway
In your twisted manner
Your hands upon my shoulders
Eyes boring into mine
I will never worship your gods
You know I can't
I am of the old kin
The ones you pretended to forget
You saw it in my darkness
My wildness and wicked ways
I know it hurt you
But you loved me anyway
And now you sing to me
This time in dreams
Instead of in a church