Transcription: Music Fair was the blossom and faithful and true, But there e'er the tree the blade he drew. For Manticore's flower our grief is displayed, For honor has fallen to Haven's red blade. For Manticore's navy and grace are true, Fearless her ship and devoted her crew, Where terrible odds their commitment was keen, To keep to her word and to honor her queen. I will remember till memory dies, Grace and steep anger aplaze her, As she challenged the dead In the whole council sight. Send for your sword, And may God aim the right. I'm drawn to a standard I cannot attain, By being an Alania knight without ...
