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The Death of a Nightingale

The_Nightingale_and_the_Rose_by_Sakiimi 

By a Lover’s hand in the early light the sun burnt throne laid waste
Take heed she cried of the Riders Four for a debt of blood make haste
Call now for the one with Ancient Grace …………….
Three times he’ll bow with fingers spread to touch the fabled chimes
Three times he’ll kneel on the open ground to the one who now must wed

Stake a claim once more for the soldiers sword
Stake a claim once more for the woman veiled
Stake a claim once more to the Nightingale
That died on the Emperors perch

Beware I’m told of a woman scorned her touch betrays her mind
Now sits the throne it’s empty heart stained red from hands behind
Call now for the one with Ancient Grace ………….
Three times he’ll walk on broken glass his pain to show the way
Three time he’ll sing the song intent to the one who now must wed

Stake a claim once more on honoured deeds
Stake a claim once more for the weeping tree
Stake a claim once more to the Nightingale
That died on the Emperors perch

Find the child that sleeps on fettered wings
Sing to her the song of dreams
To catch another soul for the Nightingale
That died on the Emperors perch

Seven times the rise of the moon full turn as she cried for her release
Locked away till the one of chosen worth can give back the throne it’s peace
Call now for the one with Ancient Grace …………
Three time he’ll cut in circled lines with blood her price is paid
Three time he’ll kiss the silver tears of the one who now must wed

Stake a claim once more for the soldiers sword
Stake a claim once more for a woman veiled
Stake a claim once more to the Nightingale
That died on the Emperors perch

 

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