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Walküre:
TWILIGHT QUEEN (II)



--- Zitat ---Shall there be one, who may sustain her lethal gaze?
One who shan't cower away and be lost in her maze,
For the cruel queen speaks misery and plans foul gain,
Towering over the lesser, as the very mankind's bane.

Behold, skies are pierced by such a glare,
Not fine radiance, but devilish sight of a mare,
A spell of terror and folly,
Meant to shatter one's valour and round the world wholly.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
TWILIGHT QUEEN (III)



--- Zitat ---Her fury shall beget the coming of fearsome storm,
Rousing gales and sea-tempest, to the breaking of nature's norm,
Bowing waves to a new mistress of marvel,
Before whom waters kneel, bearer of magic sung in dusty book or ancient novel.

Should fools force her heart to wail,
Fell rain shall flood realms and thenceforth tell a sombre tale,
Washing rebels away and cleansing pity,
Across every village, town and unfortunate city.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
TWILIGHT QUEEN (IV)



--- Zitat ---Lady of grief and dread,
To a gloomy kingdom the world shall you have led,
Before all is done and gone,
Crushed kings without remorse and any contest won.

For neither can marble resist you, nor may stone,
As earth writhes in pain, same as grand palace or dome,
Your command shatters land and ground, deep to the very core,
Beneath shires and forts, for a hopeless abyss to bore.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
TWILIGHT QUEEN (V)



--- Zitat ---Fay of woe, ruler of wuthering wind,
The serf shall love his new queen, be he good or fiend,
Monarchs bid servitude, offering land and host,
Which sires have plenty of and superbly boast.

Mortal hubris is but a mere glimpse before the gates of time,
Implacable as plague, the peak of omnipotence she is to climb,
Torturing the pious and caging the right,
As ghoulish twilight descends on a marred world, harbinger of a long dark night.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
THY SELF



--- Zitat ---Thy self no-one shall dare insult,
Unless he be victim of vice and fault,
Who may question the ever-true and fine?
Doubting the godly and divine?

Lady of Grace, spare us foul and ill,
Saving a gentle heart, needing warm and no chill,
Awaiting the time of thy final say,
Then shall we welcome thee, at the end of the lay.
--- Ende Zitat ---

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