Innocence, my lord? Innocence...
nay
It belongs not in this time,
that word you say
For were it that innocence
still could be found
Would not pure unicorns, here,
still abound?
Around our pillars of evil
we have built
That we reside on in corruption
and guilt
I see no remains of the chivalrous
age
Can you not see? Innocence
hath no strength against rage!
Do not use the word lightly,
I beg of thee
Do not speak of innocence,
please heed my plea
My lord, it does bring great
pain to my heart
To hear of what we may never
again be a part. |
