Bane

[bratty_mage]

Saith the devil to his bride
Shall you never surrender pride

Must be your soul forever calling
To the angels never falling

Such a waste this devil thought
Through all these wars I have now fought

Never have I seen a life
Without even a trace of strife

Should I hate her, should I not?
She would see my foolish plot

Would she forgive what I would do?
Even if she saw into
The hellish thought I entertain
About what will be her bane