7 January 2013
Good sits in his ivory tower A fortress made of molten words Fair maidens of his peaceful lands Sing the songs of flighty birds
Evil wages war and hate High atop her ebony crag Her peoples torn by poverty Loathing the witchety hag
Good and evil balance For without one, the other'd cease What is war and what is hate? But an absence of love and peace
Without the two life would be short Ebony dark and ivory light Opposites in shape and form Resisting an endless night.
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Ivory And Ebony • Opuss № I