The Master of the Demon, the Taming of a Warrior’s heart.
I wandered through the village,
And freed those here and there
And many stopped to thank me
But not one really cared
But one stepped forward to follow
Her eyes now shining bright
Her insistent garble lasting
And my walls branched forward to fight
But though I tried to hate her
And brush her cheer aside
Her merry ways soon caught me
And reached me deep inside
And though my demon fought it
Not hungry for the change
Her affection overcame it
And curbed its evil range
She tamed my evil demon
And shook it from its throne
And now her love possess me
No longer Demon’s own
And with each special story
Her words like soaring dove
She drains away my anger
And fills my heart with love
And though my demon fights it
It’s struggle is in vain
For now she is may master
And hers I shall remain
Bardic
January, 1998
