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The rain doth come when the song of storms plays,
the Black Knight rides up to the castle door.
He hath come to steal my wisdom away;
my home, my kingdom, will be safe no more.
Into water I leave thee my power,
so I'm left with nothing else but true love,
the light of hope grows weak by the hour,
seven years pass with no sign from above.
We meet again in the enchanted wood,
where souls are lost and songs are sung.
I would kiss those lips if only I could,
but I know thine journey has just begun.
I follow you o'er mountains and rivers,
thou strength is so beautiful to behold;
I teach you songs to send you shivers,
to serenade the land - burnt or cold.
Thy time, it is drawing closer my love,
the battles thou have faced cannot compare,
call strength from the great power high above,
and take it deep into the Black Knight's lair.
I am trapped, asleep and claimed his prize,
dreaming of a hero clothed in leaf green,
I awake to see thy courageous eyes,
reflecting the master sword's holy sheen.
From man to monster to dark spirit, to death,
you are the hero, the battle is won,
I wish my love to you could face no test,
we must turn back to before this begun.
The flow of time is cruel and so serene,
but for now love, it must keep us apart,
remember me as a beautiful dream,
and forever I promise thou my heart.
