Misc Unsigned Bands - Tycho brahe - my belruel

'twas the ^Atwelving day of Everfair when ^Efell my maid of raven hair, ^Dbeneath her cloven standard of the w^F#mren. ^E and ^Adamn that roiling goblin horde. we'd ^Ealmost slain the overlord, but ^EI could never roll an elf a^F#mgain. ^E

"^A;The Queen of Bells and Battle-Downs"; she ^Ewore the title like a crown. ^DFoes so deep a man would drown, but ^F#mshe still stood al^Eone. a ^Aprincess and a duchess both; and ^Esworn to nine prestigious oaths; her ^Dduties, they would take her to that ^F#mtwisting spire of st^Eone.

A^Against his tower, a silhouette. She ^Ecalled like a coronet, And the ^Dgreen sea of his armies burst from ^F#mwarrens far be^Elow. The ^Apacts he'd made with demonkind Had ^Erent his thin and tattered mind, And ^Dhellish princedoms occupied the ^F#marrow he let ^Ego.

They ^Atook her through the crowded square, And ^Elaid her at the temple stair. The ^Dsorcelled barb of Arudair be^F#myond their healing a^Erts. There s^Atands a circlet on her brow that ^Eturns the blades of men around But ^Dif Belruel could hear me now This ^F#msong would pierce her ^Eheart.

'twas the ^Atwelving day of Everfair when ^Efell my maid of raven hair, ^Dbeneath her cloven standard of the w^F#mren. ^E and ^Adamn that roiling goblin horde! and d^Eamn their heell-boundoverlord! but ^EI could never roll an elf a^F#mgain. ^E