Two verses.
Now the Sword in Middle Heaven
Over Mankind Under Starlight
Holds dominion; so the winter
Swiftly passes. Under Starlight
Swords are drawn for bloody warfare—
When will peace among us rule?
Never should the sword among us—
Here among the Water’s Children—
Be unsheathed, as when the Treians
Drew their blades against each other,
Brother full of hate for brother,
Heaven saw the bitter conflict.
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