A hue of three
We princes stand
A half, a child, and one a man
The prince of blue
Collected, calm and cold
Died to the red hue
So've we've been told
The citrian prince
Mind; heart of child
Pure innocence
Energies wild
Red prince, of passion and love
To self his own
A brethren fell at his shove
Thus becoming grown
The three known princes of the Isle of Calm Calamities