Listen still to the waters,
It will come , it is there
Drown in the melody
As the voice bursts
Like a phionix from the flame
Rise from the ashes of the light
Fury in the name. Say it
It comes fom the sword
Red sword of bloody pettles
Roses pettles
See her cry,
Under the pure magyk of the sky
Darness falls
Water drowns away the flames
Roses die
In black fields they lay
Dead and gone
No more vission,
Sunlight is dead
Dawn is night
Blackest darkness threw the fields,
Blood falls threw the leaves
As roses wither in the breeze

The End

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