The olden glory is forgotten
but the hope is not forlorn,
the promises are spoken,
and, behold, an oath is done.
Revenge will find today my foe,
Retaliation only can vanquish my woe.
Dishonour would be paid with the offender’s blood
My curse reach him without repentance at this night.
Revenge
© Copyright: Кэтрин Макфлай, 2015
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