SPELLS OF SIX AND TEARS OF THREE:
(Lhiannan Sidhe:)
Spells of six for them tears of three
And thee - King of Man
Will now know the wrath of me
The Dark Queen can steal
Just as any wench of your own
Apparently did from me
Still parted be I from divinity
for thine sake to break free!
I cast the first spell to rid me of thirst
Then I spit out the second, third, forth
...and the fifth
And the very last as but a mere hiss...
'Tis a craft shared within my own sisterhood
(Lhiannan Sidhe:)
(Narrating:)
Once I have the last drop of blood wept
(With great ease the words fleed her twisted tounge)
What might lie for one of my kind indeed
(And the rhymes all lured out of her)
In wait I swear to avenge my pride
(Every drop of the life that never by the passing of time)
In shape of mortal - human flesh
(Can be but dried now rebirth lie and here...)
I will linger not in spells
(In shape of mortal human shell)
Still as my essence parted from within
(Still as her divinity parted from within)
I become free to leave
(She becomes free to leave...)
(Narrating:)
To flee these ghostwoods
A mere shadow of her sister she's thus become
But wiser still since there's none
To know or see what's now been done
Soon she will know a day to return
(Lhiannan Sidhe:)
Now that the words have fled my tounge
Spoken have been the last spells
I have the last notes to the tune sung
And felt my life too well, slithering through my veins
Escaping as agony pulled the reins
The first to the last
Spells I in secrecy cast
Rolled off my tounge and out my eyes
In forms of tears but thrice
Their glimmering as testament should suffice
(Narrating:)
Lo and behold there in the palm of her hand
Three in numbers all her own
And then the three for her sisterhood
(Lhiannan Sidhe:)
I will tie them six gems on a string round my neck
And I will leave here to find what fate is to bring me
And as I one day will return I will know what they told
MISSFORTUNE:
(Narrating:)
Unfathomed by all is this
In this a day in the prime of winter
As angry snowflakes hurl themselves
In a frenzy towards a sinner caught
Now shackled in the townsquare
By the log pierced with a single arrow
Be this winged demon mocked
Oh how bitterly mortality feels
As the feeble strength of man now
For exceeds her very own
Having fallen by the hands of a drone
These days in short supply comes surely not
A fate grinning towards mans evil lot
And now assembled are they
Men of the cloth, men who pray
One priest stands tall midst them all
Proclaiming boldly this fallen angel
Cast into the cellar and the fiery pits of hell
Is to be and to redeem
(The Clergy of the Cross:)
There can be no doubt to kill this evil
We are true if we're burning her at the stake
And therefore with the Lords prayer
I say we indeed should revel in this day
For know this well - This devils belle
Ascent here must be sent to hell
And tenfold be but the reward
Should this task be performed
And to the Lord...
...be sent this the Devils whore
In the manner true to our banner
Fire burns the sinner
And the pit'll claim with a grin her soul
And so it is done
Make haste now this one
Must ne'er know of things else
Than the suffering of her own Hell
Bestowed only pain
Here in dungeons remain
Until we will see fit
To 'pon pyre give back
The Devil his sick
...Breed!
RIBBONS:
(Narrating:)
As the light grows
Dim again that night
Mildred now Queen of All
Wets fingers and kills the light
She quenches one small flame
With one hand while within the feebled King
She gently feeds the embers of all their sins
She is there like a splinter in his mind
His sweetest dreams now plagued
By vile contempt and hat for his own kin
So he shuts the doors to with her sin again
And he secludes himself
He stores gods book high upon his shelf
And the priesthood suddenly seems to be
Like from evil spawned
And all this he sees
Oh its hard how he never knew before
And as this King now falls asleep on this night
The maid made Queen ascends to go somewhere
And to attend someone-else
Clothed in ribbons, the need to be
For her to the King all that he desires
Now she dresses herself
And slips out of the room
