Dark, I Am Yet Beautiful

Set in a medieval world of war and confusion, a tyrant reflects on her reign

A beautiful monarch and great tyrant, they say

One who brings lands and and traitors to pay

The eyes of my tower see deep

And yet...why do I weep



The world of man trapped in a great duel

Greed and power behind their blade

Wrought by the gauntlet of my rule

But in my hand, the kingdom has staid.



Shadow that bears a heart, they say

And yet, that heart is beautiful

One born of night and not of day

Dark I am, yet...beautiful