My handsome suitor and me
And talked of politics fervently
I said, "This will ruin the country."
We shared the same patriotic fears
As sanity fled and bigotry neared
Then the ax fell and split the stone
I felt its weight down to my bones.
And sever our amorous rose in two
Blood dripping down as the morning dew
Scores of bodies in hospital beds
Angels of death danced round their heads
My handsome suitor fled to home
Alas, to roam and I alone.
To be born a woman is a terrible fate
For the ones we cherish, we will beg and wait
And sacrifice so men may say,
"I'll see you on another day."
Since that starless and dreadful year
I found my voice, and a country dear
When the ax fell down and split the stone
Once a sailing ship does sink
You must quickly think
So, I pulled with all my might
Into that frigid, tempestuous night
When the ax fell down my valor shone
As bright as the cruel fire
That devoured Saint Joan
All fires are made of light
All crowns are made of gold.
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