| By the Blade by Witchy By the Blade he lived, his honor sworn, By the blade he would die, a warrior born. In the twilight dance, the shimmering blade In the twilight dance a promise made She his enemy the bearer choosen, His enemy by circumstances She could not oppose him By his Blade,By her might a circle complete and endless plight. Bound by fate there special bond, Bound by fate of her he grew fond He the warrior she the blade a friendshiped forged the conection made. |