The Forbidden Words

Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls
 Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap
 For he must nearly become a slave
 To this child's beck and call
 For she must never waken
 Waken from her Crimson Sleep
 The monastery stood towering above the ruined city
 It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes
 To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity
 All the suffering and heartache, graves and broken bones
 For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen
 A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land
 The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams
 And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand
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 And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a book
 A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms
 She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart
 But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far
 But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out (drawn her out too far)
 But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out (drawn her out too far)
 She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous decision
 For this dark tome was not for human eyes to ever read
 The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions
 So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been freed
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 For no apparent reason had the woman been drawn in
 Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real thought
 She wandered to a room that before she'd never been
 And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught
 Interest of her senses had been caught