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Sixteen years,
Sixteen banners united over the field
Where the good shepherd grieves.
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.
Fortune calls.
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the
marketplace,
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last
deal gone down.
She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she
was born,
On midsummer's eve, near the tower.
The cold-blooded moon.
The captain waits above the celebration
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
Whose ebony face is beyond communication.
The captain is down but still believing that his
love will be repaid.
They shaved her head.
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo.
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale.
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but
follow,
Follow her down past the fountain where they
lifted her veil.
I stumbled to my feet.
I rode past destruction in the ditches
With the stitches still mending 'neath a
heart-shaped tattoo.
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to
you.
The palace of mirrors
Where dog soldiers are reflected,
The endless road and the wailing of chimes,
The empty rooms where her memory is protected,
Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of
previous times.
She wakes him up
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling
rocks.
She's begging to know what measures he now will
be taking.
He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to
his long golden locks.
Gentlemen, he said,
I don't need your organization, I've shined your
shoes,
I've moved your mountains and marked your cards
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for
elimination
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the
changing of the guards.
Peace will come
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of
fire
But will bring us no reward when her false idols
fall
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost
retreating
Between the King and the Queen of Swords.
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