Silver castles,
Bloody battles;
The slash of swords,
Breaking of bones.
They both fought right in there.
With all his might,
For kingdom, for pride,
He braved her troops by the side.
He conquered most,
Piercing through their ghosts, until
He dared to look into her eyes,
A war won, paying a heavy price.
Her eyes that glowed
Brighter than the blood that flowed;
As her soldiers fell to dust.
She quietly had won the war of lust,
And had stolen the most precious ruby
On his chest!
