Gone, he’s gone
My prince,
My weird pagan prince
Fire breather,
Destroyer of the destroyers –
the man who asks only what he will return –
the man of burning passion, wall melter.
My prince, Lord please Jesus,
Do not cast him down.
He believes in charms –
took trophies of protections
against the monsters,
Your creations.
Please don’t take my sinner away.
He loves, my prince,
my weird pagan prince,
is gone.
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