Save or not save?
The feelings of unable to love and protect are unspeakable...
The feelings of unable to love and protect are unspeakable...
I am on my way hunting for the witch everyone feared
Trying to get the location of the witch from an old seer
Riding a dark horse, I am ready with my battle gears
Looking young, didn't seem to age a thousand year
Her blue eyes looked into my eyes calling me: "Dear!"
Familiar voice forced me to quickly stopped my spear
Too late, she was tied to the pole, ready to be seared
Turning my head, I know I shouldn't shed a single tear
A sudden shot of pain in heart, tasted as bitter as beer...
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