As certain as the seasons in the wood The hours will fade what sunshine never could No matter tone or script or rhyme or score Some lessons we’ll repeat forever more The thrill of fortune gained without a cost Can leave the strongest head alone and lost Allow me to recount this tale to you Of things we should and things we must not do

The greatest little creature I have known Will put another’s life before its own I know of one who spites this noble goal And I intend to save his mortal soul If you can call yourself a likely friend There’s more, and I implore you to attend Hope and vengeance served in equal parts Enter and I’ll tell you how it starts