O Mylecia!

O Mylecia!
My gracious maiden arrive
Her quest is still alive
She clutches me by the hand
We can finally take a stand

O Spazen!
Greatest city of this mighty state
I pray we no longer have to wait
That we are now well past the city gate
And at the Red Inn we bide our fate

O LaRue!
Had we found my maiden's lover at last?
Was our quest now in the past?
Was my time with her done?
Was my reward the eternal shun?

O Justina!
I have served as best I could
Not just as I knew I should
But with all the depth my soul can reach
With every sermon that I could preach

O Mylecia!
I see her come towards us awash in blue
It is the lady that last saw LaRue
She who once loved the mighty Rose
She who our destination knows

O Red Inn!
She tells my lady what she does not want to hear
Our quest is not at an end I fear
LaRue has taken away this woman's son
Delivered him to an unholy one

O unending quest!
He has gone to a sorcerer who hides in Midia
To a barbaric land that is quite forbidia
There delivering her Rose spawned son
In exchange for golden money won

O Justina!
I am not to leave your side!
To Midia we will ride!
And this time I will dare
To my hand in your golden hair

O Mylecia!
I leave with the desire for just this
From her just one stolen kiss
And mayhaps she will forget this mad pursuit
And instead to my love she will recruit