| -There you finally are, sister of the winds
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| And mother of my future deeds.
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| I’m in a battle I yet can’t win,
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| So help me and tell me what you need.
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| -Let's hear what burdens your royal heart bears,
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| Is it a burden of love or of hate?
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| Tell me what obstacle lies in your way
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| And I’ll see what can be done to fate.
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| -Twice they count, the unfaithful.
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| The infidels of the crown.
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| The dark one’s pretenders
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| Trying to bring us down.
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| So let your magic be unleashed
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| And dispose of the false serpents of the night.
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| -Poorly my powers will bite, I can not harm royal blood.
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| I am not able to assist you in your fight.
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| -Witch, be gone then out of my sight
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| And take your feeble pitiable tricks and hide.
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| -I shall be gone soon, though I give you one advice:
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| Take the highest caution your wisdom can provide. |