Was a dark dark day sometime in spring
Anything would have been better than to hear him sing
Right when hope was restored ready to weild
In the war it all was lost on the battlefield
Now hear the song of sorrow play
Jo sends each blade flying into the fray
Already the tears begin to fall
Heroes one and all hear her call
In time alone will she heal
Sealed with a promise the pain is real
To the monsters away red goes
Over and under to face the foes
Remember this story young ones, remember it well
You must remember her story for it’s yours to tell
Category: Song