The kings have traveled from far away
They follow the bright star, never to stray
Past shepherds and their flock, they do not delay
To bring gifts to the newborn fawn of the hay


The first to come is Kody, the king of wolven clan
His ebony fur shimmers beneath the starlit land
His gift to the fawn to rise and command
The lupin stone of scarlet firebrand


The second king is Crucio, of pride and tone
The silent reaper of fearful crone
His gift is meant only for those of the throne
A sacred relic, a dragon’s wishbone


The third is the ruler of science, Mar Sart
His crown bears truth of a deer so smart
The gift he brings is closest to his heart
A golden key with knowledge to impart


The three bow to their fawnly king
Gifts to lead, master, and inspire they bring
They see the future as bright and brimming
As the Great Star above on this holy evening