I will wait for you,
At the foot of the Black Rose,
Oblivious to,
The activities governed,
By Selene and Helios
Your oath chose Black rose,
Haven of our odyssey!
Its serenity,
Is an asylum from all,
And an enigma to all
With sweet ambrosia,
And choice delights of days old,
Our minds shall carry,
The pleasant haunts of a soul,
Aflight from machination
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