Well, first we killed a bunch of Drow
... in defense of a Drow.
Then we killed a bunch of Pirates
... in defense of a Pirate.
Then we blew up an island
... in defense of the island.
So, basically, we caused a lot of mass destruction
... in defense of mass destruction.
While Celeste is speaking in a tounge foriegn to us here on Earth, it is also important to remember she is not that good of a poet in the first place. Her skill lies in the interpretation of others' work, not the invention of her own.
In a realm of merfolk dream
Deep beneth the sea of green
Lived a young princess who's heart was bare
For she could not find a love to share
Each and every noon
She would travel up the dune
And sit and pray
For a prince to come her way.
And then one day as luck would will
A handsome prince came and fit the bill
Our maidens heart was lost
To a man who cared not the cost.
To love her prince she did dare
A trip to the local evil fair
With the purchase of a candle
And a promise she hoped to handle.
She gave her life to be free
from the confines of the sea
Sold her soul with out a balk
To be able to run and walk.
The spell went off with out a hitch
All she had to do was be a *itch
Kill his bride asleep in bed
Hit her hard upon the head.
Our lady so fair did see them rest
And almost did her moral best
But thought of life alone
Without the benefits of a throne
She raised the candle above her twin
And thought of what a nice sister she'd been
Then with out warning
Tossed the body in the mooring
And crawled in beside her love
Who never was the wiser
SHE GAVE HIM HER YOUTH HER BEAUTY AND LIFE
THE DAY HE TOOK HER FOR HIS WIFE
BUT AS THE YEARS WENT ON HE DID TRADE
HER IN FOR THIER DAUGHTER'S YOUNGER MAID
WHO WAS THIN AND SLEEK AND FELINE
WHENEVER HIS HANDS APROACHED HER BEHIND
AND THEN ONE NIGHT AS THE SUN DID SET
SHE HEARD THE COOK AND BUTLER BET
THAT THE BABE IN THE MAID'S WOMB
WAS THE SEED FROM HER OWN GROOM
HER HEART DID SHATTER
AND HER TEARS DID SPATTER
TO HER ROOM SHE DID RUN
ONLY TO FIND HER LOVE HAVING FUN
WITH THE MAID OF HER NIGHTMARE
AND WITH A GIGGILE THE MAID DID DARE
TO SHOW THE WORLD HER NEW TUMMY
BY POINTING AND SAYING I'M A MUMMY
THE HUSBAND NEVER MOVED AS SHE FELL
TO THE FLOOR HER BODY BUT A SHELL
WHEN SHE WOKE SHE HEARD THE SIGH
OF A LONG KISS GOOD BYE
AND STRUGGLED TO HER FEET
DETERMINED TO LEAVE THE KEEP
ENRAGED AT HER INTERRUPTION
NOT CARING FOR HIS CORRUPTION
HE HIT HER HARD UPON THE FACE
AND BEGAN TO PACE
BACK AND FORTH HE DID WANDER
LEAVING HER ALONE TO PONDER
THEN THAT NIGHT SHE DID LEAVE
WITH HER JEWELS IN HER SLEEVE
SHE MADE IT TO HER SON'S NEW HOME
AND SET TO WRITING HER LIFE'S TOME
A BOOK OF LOVE'S PRICEY COST
AND SHE CRIED FOR ALL SHE HAD LOST
| they're words - that you dont mean | ||
| i know | ||
| they're words - that you dont want to say | ||
| i know | ||
| they're words - that you will grunt out | ||
| as if a wounded by them | ||
| but i need to hear them | ||
| let them wash over me | ||
| giving me something to grab on to | ||
| as my sanity slips away | ||
| you hate - my need | ||
| i know | ||
| you hate - my weakness | ||
| i know | ||
| you hate - my asking for words that | ||
| you see as a trap | ||
| but tonight i cry for all i have lost | ||
| morning the joy that has left my life | ||
| let me hear them this last time | ||
| as everything else is gone | ||
| AND WHILE I KNOW ALL THE REASONS I OUGHT NOT TO ASK | ||
| i beg of you to please | ||
| lie | ||
| and | ||
| say you love me | ||