Edgar
Enguard!
Beware my attacks
For I lay my traps
In the form of words
That I once I heard
Come out of your mouth
Your message was caught
And now you're trapped
With the same earful
Prudent steps you must make
Because one wrong move
And I'll soon take
All you know
So try not to blow
Your only chance
When it's time to dance
I'm the blessed spear
That you'll learn to fear
Parce que le couer
Est ce j'ai toujours
Ignore the dukes
They're all just flukes
Because now it's time
The conquest is nigh
I've had my strifes
But still I breathe life
Across the centuries
That's what you heard
So fuck the doubters
Because I draw nearer
Fight is what I do
And Peace is what I want
Quick! Watch out
Here comes your one clue
I'm a spiritual fighter
And I shan't flaunt
My achievements and goals
Because I'm the ace in the hole
The words are ending
But here's one last verse
We're all just plants
Needing some T L C
Because now you see
That we can all chant
But now ends my turn
And I shall forever burn
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