there in a dungeon, is where you'll sleep
and there is where you'll have time to weep
upon the sweat where men do wail
i've something special for you, an enchanting tale.
the true love of a man, and where he lies
can only be travelled through nocturnal skies
the eve of the year 1468
is where you met your love, your mate.
time is of the essence, accuracy the key
to meet in dark skies, oh, but don't you see?
seek not the king's army, for there are quite a few
call upon nocturnal soldiers they'll know what to do.
hail to the great knight, a stranger in his smile
bringing you together, his darkness in a short while
he battles demons, dragons all enemies of the same
for when he is done, they are all tame
from the dungeon, for you are to take
you are of now and he is of late
no caress, amidst a nights length
no fond words from where to gain strength.
we must come together we must become one
to fight all in our path, until hatred is done.
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we must come together we must become one to fight all in our path, until hatred is done...............wonderful clarion call for assimilation of souls, most enchanting prologue of love yarning for, yet ingenious glow across the passion, well penned,10+, thanks for sharing