The keepers heart,
The seekers eye;
The wheel of fortune,
The devil dies.
.
The sword of time,
The grail of old;
Are lost together,
Their fortunes told.
.
The days of old,
The time is grey;
The way is now,
The future pay.
.
A million years,
The sun has burnt;
The cold of ice,
The winter earned.
.
Oh brilliant life,
Your spirit leads;
The sword of truth,
The life it reads.
.
The Grail, the cup,
A source of life;
The sun the sip,
Unveil the wife.
.
Signed,
Water please Condwiramurs.
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