With all of his story he was gonna tell There was an uneasy silence that fell I could feel the breath in his chest swell With the leather squeaking he turned in the saddle, "now it's time for your story to sell"
With a glint of hatred in my eyes, I quickly gave a summary Of my life and my misery For part of my life even for me was still a mystery
I told of my mothers **** She couldn't stand to look at my face And how I was passed from place to place
The frightened wide eyes of a child That after being defiled By every gypsy man Till she could no longer stand Then the steel, heated yellow, red hot tip they left the symbol brands
That left my skin burnt and marked with evil but it didn't sink below For empathy was the true curse on my soul
I told him I studied hard and now had great power I could disembowl, I could make it come a blood and gut shower But my heart and soul have to much compassion, so insteed I just cower
In my woods where no one would go And myself to no human I had to show "Why did you kight ventured into my woods"I want to know
"I need to know why I am now hunted with you If we leave this beautiful evil steed, will they stop the peruse There is a quest of my own I want to do"
He replied "No my beautiful hearted witch they will not" At his words my heart seemed to stop And to my knees I almost droped
No one exspeacally a man Had ever said anything so grand It made my legs week, hard to stand He looked deep into my eyes and took my hand
Which of course I snatched away I could not belive the things he did say Besides it was begaining to break day
We found a cave in which to rest To sleep in the day and travel by night would be best For the veil evil couldn't stand the sun, or at lest that was my guess
As we lay down on the moss covered stones He touched my hand again, and from my lips escaped a moan My feelings for him had grown