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Vassals Lament
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A Day In The Life "Oh, that my comrade shouldst bid me home
brought safe 'neath wings now free
that friend may hear my final words
which spills as blood from me.
For to my side m'lord has spared
a warrior thought ne'er as weak
of brotherhood, aye, the knights be stronger
than mere vassals for whom we speak.
That I might purge my lips of words
than bury them in my grave
the secrets m'lord yearns to hold
his sacraments to save.
'Tis a brittle peace we tried to guard
against those seeking more
yet buried deep within her walls
His castle riddles war.
My brightest hope, this aged despair
that mortal wounds will cease
and off to yonder ship, my soul
will roam in sweet release.
Godspeed to thee, my pride I give
as breath escapes my shell
another warrior laid to rest
freed from this living hell."
