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My Love, My Life
Come to me my Knightly Prince with the sword you galently fence On your steed you proudly ride The battle calls you to its side I await, your lady fair as I twine my golden hair I dream of you, my heroic sire your memory fills me with desire I long to see you all the more to kiss the lips I hunger for All night and day I long for the arms that held me strong Men are returning from the fight Oh, how dark is this night My heart pounds when I'm told you lay upon the battlefield, cold Alas, this just couldn't be Your love, is your promise to me Grief stricken, to my knees, I fall Ranting and raving, your name I call Holding sword of tempered steel Can what my eyes see, be real He comes, my heart skips a beat I am lifted, swiftly off my feet Lost I am in his embrace then I look upon his face Behold, alabaster skin, I see The metallic smell of blood, on me Pooling, congealing, as it flows down turning scarlet, my silken gown Clothes crusted with grass and dirt my lover has come back, hurt Slowly he came withering with pain as the life from him, did drain to see his lady, he had to try knowing he was soon to die Sinking slowly to the ground he reaches, without a sound Hands as cold as hardened clay I see him slipping further away Quickly I unsheathe the fatal knife without my love, I'll have no life As he breathes the final breath I join my love, my life, in death
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