I
was quite so sure by the end of chapter four
We would sail to the fathers land
Yet we
still in this strange new island
With fallen thorns tearing the holy to the
ground
I raised
the unicorns
As we danced a circle round
Bless me as I pledge to you
The love and harmony with you is the best I ever
found
As we danced a circle round
Now, the purity is blown and gone
And you begging me to stay with you and create
our little town
But my legs could carry me no more, and my head
is over drown
So I spelled the sacred rhymes, and casted the
rebirth of the old evil gran
Your voice grew loud as I turned to cold; shall
we dance a circle round?
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