Truth may one day smile
Now I think scorn to sigh
You fear by paleHeavy spellcraft grown. All pride is welkin's pride
and so is Your?
I have the power to cut
My will still wills!
My eyes shall be the stream
Visional floating scream
I breathed a secret vow
Leasure serves me now I never was on sorrow's side
Never felt a heavenNever was my dagger out of grace
Never love before my face You can't overstare the mightiest
eyes that ever looked
I hope You come within my gates
You have to think about my might
'cause You are none by this good light Falconbridge Your lusty mind so coldly iced
Hell befall Your mask!
Fallen face so fast.
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