The pure of heart shall see God
They shall see god in everything they do
But remember in December
When it grows cold
That innocence may keep a soul from becoming old
But a damsel in distress
Is worth the grail and more and nothing less
Knight caught with temptation
Does your God allow for redemption?
Guinevere fair wife of your king and best friend
Love gets to us in the end.
It swallows us whole, heart and mind and soul.