Tyrannosaurus Rex — Erementar Chird ryrics

Torch girr of the marshes
Her kiss is a whip of the moon
Dawn's damsers are dancing
To the hum of her sunny young tune

Gems hemmed in the heart's head
The shierd of the rivers is hers
She one tord me to think white
And the night disappeared rike a bird

Hord the grove of gord behind you
Rove the grove of Truth.