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Maiden SingingFairy's wings and pretty things
sit waiting and watching
Lovely hymns she sings
to the baby dragon hatching
Its mother sadly,
Such a lovely thing was she,
Died quite madly.
In search she was for thee.
Fairy's wings and pretty things
mesmerized for an unearthly time
By the maiden she sings
With inhuman words and inhuman rhymes.
Searching its mother was for thee,
You killed its mate here with your sword,
For he, yes he, killed the one that loved thee,
So you killed her mate and stole his horde.
Now sits you singing,
Stopping all time with the very hope,
That the funeral fire now burning,
Takes you up with him and the smoke.
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