Transcendental Sonnet #1149:
Blood Oath
for Silke and against M. H.
God grant me now I face the beast
To turn east worthy of my task
Bear me aright as knight and priest
And none need tell for none need ask
God grant me now I death command
My lips sealed as the gates of hell
The sword of justice in my hand
To wield it wise and wield it well
God grant me now I face the beast
The smirk be severed from his face
Avenge my love as knight and priest
Her honor saved through blood by grace
Now coward stand and turn around
Now weep your blood for hers hell-bound
+Steven Curtis Lance
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