Floreat

FLOREAT
 In another time, in another place,
 in a world of shadows ... free of virtue.
 Alone in cold dark walls ... The sickly
 sweet smell of sickness ripes in the air.
 alone in the dark ground ... alone.
 The noble Lord to whom I swore allegiance
 has cast me in this bare, dank dungeon,
 and I remain mute and broken, ridden of my home,
 my wife, my life ...
 Cruel fate! ... No crime did I commit
 a victim of deceit and jealousy ...
 Cruel Master no conscience guides your might.
 my innocence screams out for justice
 Amor Nimius Amor Cuius Floreo Amor
 Amor Romeo Amor Cuius Romeo Amor
 Uror Incamino Amor In Diadema
 Etiam Julia
 Uror In Camino Amore Differie Est Rebellatio
 I never killed no one
 I never robbed no one
 Eternal night devoid of peace
 robbed of sleep
 tortured restless and diseased
 ... infamy and betrayal ...
 bitter and twisted
 I cry for justice
 A cruel plot has sealed my fate
 and I despair for a lifetime lost
 through misplaced faith.
 And my innocence screams out for justice
 will I be redeemed?