"You are a respectful monk
Even with my luck
You wont let me count my buffs;
You rather cherish
Than steal my veil with your name carved on it;
With no pay
I just create
To show that i have fate
That you will make it safe throughout this throne
Day and night , i encounter that you are
Going to be the next big queen
From whom i see in my visions ands dreams
When i grow old and cold;
I'll be still watching you become grown and bold conquering the throne
While my soul and spirt remains
Bold and not sold."
