Mind of the Jester
Who do I greet in the hour of might
Who do I call with my knife in the night
When do I watch as they they fall to their knees
Well anytime, says I; that is, if you please.
How do I give to darkness of mind
With dagger and ladder; up I had climbed
what do I say to the madness within
"Coming Mother", and so I did end
To the Void and Sithis all do bend.
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