I treated her with faith
it was our happy fate
not bones on gobblins plate
but sweet to my palate

She played hard to get
i made my cronnies bet
i would befriend her yet
and put her to the test

Though i built her trust on lies
and my sense of golden highs
as my heart within me cries
passion furry all but dies

little dreams do give away
each moon and every day
beating hearts will always pray
costly price be sure to pay.