Enter With Thy Humble Sovereign

Draped in cloaks of silky black,

With wooden sticks light as shafts.

Intertwining leaves of green,

Sat upon ancient trees.

Hear me now my wounded brothers!

Enter thy humble Sovereign.

Silky cloaks of nightly black,

Wrapped around wounded shoulders.

Brightly shining lengths of steal,

Wooden sticks light as shafts,

Held in hands of no return.

Intertwining leaves of green,

Sat upon ancient trees.

Now my wounded brothers,

Enter with thy humble Sovereign.