Of Hallowed Hearts
The fair mousemaid,
Upon the hill,
The stout mouse warrior,
Of adventure and thrill,
Many a summer day,
They played and laughed, until one day,
The warrior mouse was taken away,
The mousemaid took his legended sword,
And found what took him, a vermin horde,
Her mighty rath she did release,
Until the vermin did yell "Please!"
She pointed the sword, And just said "Run.",
And away they ran,
Into the sun.
So now together, they are again,
And they are much more than friends,
But now it's she who weilds the sword,
Living by the warrior's word.
The fair mousemaid,
Upon the hill,
The stout mouse warrior,
Of adventure and thrill,
Many a summer day,
They played and laughed, until one day,
The warrior mouse was taken away,
The mousemaid took his legended sword,
And found what took him, a vermin horde,
Her mighty rath she did release,
Until the vermin did yell "Please!"
She pointed the sword, And just said "Run.",
And away they ran,
Into the sun.
So now together, they are again,
And they are much more than friends,
But now it's she who weilds the sword,
Living by the warrior's word.
