======Battle Dawn====== Written by Earl Raymond the Enchanter d'Acier. I must contain my anger, or I won’t control my power\\ But, oh, how long I’ve waited just to see this very hour\\ It’s just as well I’m not the one who calls the storm of fire,\\ Or I would turn this battle plane into your funeral pyre The priests all say I must not hate, but I will not pretend\\ I saw the wreck you made of them, my kinsfolk and my friends\\ The scars you left in flesh and soul will be so slow to fade\\ Oh would I had your coward heart beneath my naked blade I must control my rage or lose ability to plan \\ I must direct the fight from here, not charging in the van\\ As you will likewise do, no doubt, for all you are a fool\\ And as you seek for victory, you know not how to rule But in the name of all that's great, you’re all that I despise\\ Who strove to take, by idiocy, my Glory as your prize\\ My throne, my child, my people – all you’ve plotted to despoil \\ By tricks that only miracles enabled us to foil I must control my fury, or let slip all that I’ve sought\\ But vengeance would not be enough for all the grief you’ve wrought\\ I know one day you'll fall beneath the steel of me and mine\\ And drink full deeply of defeat, that cold and bitter wine My crown is on my brow, my naked blade within my hand \\ My army, like an eager hound, lies waiting my command\\ With how you left them to their deaths, revealed to all this day\\ By all the stars that ever shone, by all the Glory of the Sun,\\ For Agravaine, and Eleanor,\\ for Geoffrey bold, and Gideon\\ I swear that you will pay! ===Original Lyrics and OOC Notes=== By Mercedes Lackey Filk by Dominic I must contain my anger, or I won’t control my power\\ But, gods, how long I’ve waited just to see this very hour\\ It’s just as well I’m not the one who calls the storm of fire, \\ Or I would turn this battle plane into your funeral pyre The priests all say I must not hate, but I will not pretend\\ I saw the wreck you made of her, my Herald and my friend\\ The scars you left in flesh and soul will be so slow to fade\\ Oh would I had your coward heart beneath my naked blade I must control my rage or lose ability to plan \\ I must direct the fight from here, not charging in the van\\ As you will likewise do, no doubt, for all that you are cruel\\ And revel in shed blood and pain, I think you are no fool But in the name of all the gods, you’re all that I despise\\ Who planned to take, by treachery, my kingdom as your prize\\ My throne, my child, my people – all you’ve plotted to despoil \\ By tricks that only miracles enabled us to foil I must control my fury, or let slip all that I’ve sought\\ But vengeance would not be enough for all the grief you’ve wrought\\ Gods grant this day you fall beneath the steel of me and mine\\ And drink full deeply of defeat, that cold and bitter wine My crown is on my brow, my naked blade within my hand \\ My army, like an eager hound, lies waiting my command\\ With how you tortured, killed, and lied revealed to them this day\\ By all the stars that ever shone, by all the gods known and unknown,\\ For Herald Kris, and my Queen’s Own – I swear that you will pay!