The Death of Beth

Out of a dream...

The Death of Beth


A lovely lass
A funeral mass
Bedlam brought this on

A mother weeps
Her memory keeps
Always and anon

The knight that is me
Will never be
Her minder anymore

I failed in my duty
To protect this beauty
One that I adore

I ride in the night
When most are in fright
Of things not understood

I do not care
And I will dare
To be all that I should

To find the beast
And at the least
To make him pay for death

I will go forth
To farthest north
Avenge the death of Beth

And when I am done
I promise to shun
All that is of my past

I will live alone
With a heart of stone
For the die has been cast


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