Within the Blackest of Lakes,
lurks a powerful being.
She strikes fear in many,
a horrid hag is what you'll be seing.
A slimy green, her flesh;
a dying smell will fill the air.
She emerges only to feed,
when a fleet enters to dare.
Only one man could save her curse.
A golden knight, with sword and shield.
A man with no fear of a dying witch,
only he has a heart strong enough to wield.
He floats on a wooden raft, alone.
The fog settles on the flat; black water.
The hag emerges for a delicous meal.
The knight knows, now, he cannot falter.
She wails "what a beautiful morsel,
plump and strong, nothing taste better!"
He answers "what a beautiful woman,
tall and slender, nothing looks better."
She laughs "ha you are wise knight, but
your true words will not take away my hunger."
"Ah, but look at your beauty Through my steel,
you will know, im not here to plunder."
She gazes at her dying flesh,
and she feels his heart; beat with love.
She feels flesh become new and full.
The dying smell, now filled with doves.
"Your heart is true knight, but my hunger lingers still,
my beauty is full, but my belly remains empty."
He says "then my body shall feed your belly,
my love will always live,making your heart heavy."
The knight shifts his eyes to his golden blade.
He knows now the time is right,
and as she turns to lunge at his golden flesh;
He grips the sword with all his might.
"Now you die my love, let my sword set you free."
The hag flies into her death, her face says it all.
A beautiful woman now lies dying on a sword,
it took love to make such evil fall.
Within the blackest of lakes,
lives a dying witch on a golden sword.
Her flesh, dead and rotted, but the heart immortal.
The heart will never die, and will beat forever more.
The broken knight continues his journy, alone and weaponless.
For he gave is ever beating heart to a beautiful witch.
He can never love again, as long as his heart beats.
Until death, he will forever live in an void of darkness.