The light flickers on and off
As the storm rages and coughs
The music as loud as volume can go
None of my music shall you ever know
Tears that will sever forging a path
Yet can I understand your wrath
Duty and honor I cannot deplete
Yet of your love I am never replete
Remove from my heart this curse I have begged
Why at birth was I the one to be pegged?
Home is my hearth-hall
Where sit I enwalled
Duty and honor demand her defeat
Yet I greatly envy her seat.
Here is my honor, here is my pledge
The mud from my heart she will never dredge
Home is my hearth-hall
And I am your thrall.