Alas (The Knight) Lyrics

Song	Alas (The Knight)
Artist	Emilie Autumn
Album	Your Sugar Sits Untouched
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	Alas
	My love
	If I could make you live
	And from the page
	Step forth and sit beside me
	Or better still
	Bestride the steed I gave you
	Wrapped close within the cloak
	I lent to hide thee
	Perhaps I’d venture forth to ask thy name
	Since while thou liest underneath my pen
	That honour given
	Which the poorest claim
	Unjustly was withheld
	But if again
	I held thee captive
	As I did ere now
	Stalling to pass my fingers through the last
	Of midnight tendrils
	Or peruse thy brow
	In fear of sending off what heaven cast
	Too early
	For my insufficient mind
	To grasp the fullest detail
	And retain
	The presence
	That your image left behind
	That thou in all thy glory should remain
	I fear my oversight
	I would not mend
	For now upon reflection
	I confess
	That secretly
	I never did intend
	With title long
	Or surname rich
	To bless
	But rather
	Let in my imagination
	Run wild the thoughts of
	Who perhaps you were
	Before your soul
	Demanded your creation
	And deigned my mind
	And willing heart to stir
	For such a noble
	And impassioned face
	Could well be but
	Newborn unto this sphere
	But sure among a distant
	Beauteous race
	Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here
	And could tell much of places thou hast seen
	And battles fought
	For honours won and lost
	And how each service
	Done a faerie Queen
	Becomes
	A brighter jewel than it cost
	The ladies of your world
	You may impart
	Desire to be neither
	Over-graced
	Nor underrepresented in the art
	Of living
	Where their lips were meant to taste
	A sort of feline stealth
	They wear about them
	And while a flame of innocence they hold
	In forests dark
	You fear to be without them
	For knights of maler kinds are ne’er so bold
	Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight
	(Thou knew’st a friend would make upon this news)
	Without a whisper loud
	Or censure slight
	For lords are not afeared
	Their stock to lose
	Where no stock may be taken
	Or be kept
	No property be granted
	Nor no bride
	No maiden
	May be stolen while she slept
	Nor robbed of her freedom
	To decide
	What suits her best
	No county’s law is needed
	To cut the weed of violence from the stem
	No danger for the law to go unheeded
	For acts as these
	Do not occur to them
	The gentlemen you raise
	Are rarer still
	For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine
	Such soft
	And thrilling mysteries fulfill
	The darkest corners of their heart’s design
	Their arrows
	Much like those I gave to thee
	Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow
	Without making him laugh
	‘Tis much to see
	Them tickling their prey
	I know not
	How
	They ever do
	Encapture what they eat
	Save that perhaps
	Their bright unfettered brains
	Have learned that
	What grows underneath their feet
	And in the trees above
	Better sustains
	A life
	Intent on living well tomorrow
	But how
	I ask thee
	Most endearing fiend
	Do lords and ladies love
	Where is no
	Sorrow
	No strife to overcome
	No soul uncleaned
	Of crushing ardor
	Long worn out its stay
	Betrothal to a mortal less divine
	Than that who stole thy blushing breath away
	No hot
	Forbidden kisses for to pine
	No heart affixed to age
	Where heart is young
	No ill intentioned suitors to evade?
	“Still madam!
	Would'st thou kindly hold thy tongue”
	Thou sayest
	“Your mistake has rash been made
	In living long
	In combat with your kind
	Thou see’st no other obstacle but these
	Thy hands are careworn
	Yet to find
	The hands that first should hold them
	Yet to please the hierarchy
	Which you serve unwitting
	Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows
	That happiness
	In love
	Is not befitting
	But in thy sadness
	Thou mak’st light of woes
	For even were there ne’er a cloudy day
	No tempest
	To divide what love had bound
	The galley
	Which the moon holds in her sway
	Could not but stir
	The peace it finally found
	The wound is deeper than the sea about thee
	The stars upon my doublet
	You have drawn
	May light my homeward path
	But how
	Without me
	Wilt thou escape the fate
	Thou tremblest on?”
	And in this way
	And more my paper spoke
	O, fierce, savage
	Gentle beauty bright
	Thou who I’ve given breath
	My soul has broke
	You had authority
	But not the right
	Could I but see the lips
	That dare not breathe
	They are so beautiful
	And pressing sweet
	Could I but touch the wings that underneath
	Are made so soft
	Thy heart forgets to beat
	Perhaps I should have more
	For which to strive
	You came to my domain
	And brought despair
	For though I be the chastest heart alive
	The realm you speak of
	Will not take me there
	Have you no pity?
	Can’st thou not perceive
	That I, a blinded beast
	Had but the eyes
	To see where I would love?
	Dost thou believe
	That ere you came
	I was but vain disguise?
	I know the murmur of music reveals
	The things no human heart could comprehend
	I render’st thou for all that torment feels
	And longed to be thy lordship’s
	Faithful friend
	Yea, quiet as a mushroom
	Did I wait
	I willed to thee my form
	To overtake
	I shivered at each passing horse’s gait
	And so I slept
	To suddenly awake
	Alas
	My love
	Wilt thou kiss me goodbye
	The lingering night
	Will aid thee on thy travels
	I’ll craft but one thing more
	A crow to fly
	Before t
	T tell me how thy tale unravels
	I say, thou art complete and free to go
	What holds thee here save one who lives no longer
	For I have given thee the life you know
	The weaker I become
	Thou art the stronger
	And in your antique words your clear intent
	Was that once thou art gone
	I should dismay
	Quothe thee
	“Your thought mistook me
	For I meant
	To leave thee not
	But offerest to stay
	For true
	I never did in my own realm
	Partake of that pure love of which I told thee
	But be my guide
	And with me at the helm
	And I shall in the cloak you wrought
	Enfold thee
	And journey to the ends
	Of all the earth
	For thou hast proved more generous and wise
	Than all we faeries
	Moons and stars are worth
	For live we not
	But living in your eyes”
	Dear nameless knight
	If thou would’st be mine own
	And leave thy dragons for a while
	Thou may’st
	Find in these arms within which
	Thou hast grown
	A better reason than that which thou say’st
	But with your hand you pointeth
	Swear I so
	And ‘tis not plain to me
	Though I did draw it
	Which way thou dost intend for us to go
	Sure in the mind it is
	Of she who saw it
	Yet still perhaps
	I made thee to discover
	What one would do
	If one were asked to choose
	‘Tween back and forwards
	Be thee friend
	Or lover
	Perhaps
	You were to be
	My favorite muse
	Thou feel’st thy armor
	Fight
	But when you must
	Thou see’st the blade of truth
	Below thy knee
	Use arrows against all
	Whom you mistrust
	But when thou ride’st my way
	Aim one at me
	Your world is yours
	As ere it was before
	Your time beneath my busy hand
	Well spent
	I’ve made a thing I love
	I ask
	No more
	And never shall redeem the heart I lent
	Me in my world
	And thyself in thine
	Two petals
	On the same and silent flower
	And evermore
	I’ll welcome thee in mine
	Your dear creation
	Was my finest hour

	Alas
	My love
	If I could make you live
	And from the page
	Step forth and sit beside me
	Or better still
	Bestride the steed I gave you
	Wrapped close within the cloak
	I lent to hide thee
	Perhaps I' d venture forth to ask thy name
	Since while thou liest underneath my pen
	That honour given
	Which the poorest claim
	Unjustly was withheld
	But if again
	I held thee captive
	As I did ere now
	Stalling to pass my fingers through the last
	Of midnight tendrils
	Or peruse thy brow
	In fear of sending off what heaven cast
	Too early
	For my insufficient mind
	To grasp the fullest detail
	And retain
	The presence
	That your image left behind
	That thou in all thy glory should remain
	I fear my oversight
	I would not mend
	For now upon reflection
	I confess
	That secretly
	I never did intend
	With title long
	Or surname rich
	To bless
	But rather
	Let in my imagination
	Run wild the thoughts of
	Who perhaps you were
	Before your soul
	Demanded your creation
	And deigned my mind
	And willing heart to stir
	For such a noble
	And impassioned face
	Could well be but
	Newborn unto this sphere
	But sure among a distant
	Beauteous race
	Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here
	And could tell much of places thou hast seen
	And battles fought
	For honours won and lost
	And how each service
	Done a faerie Queen
	Becomes
	A brighter jewel than it cost
	The ladies of your world
	You may impart
	Desire to be neither
	Overgraced
	Nor underrepresented in the art
	Of living
	Where their lips were meant to taste
	A sort of feline stealth
	They wear about them
	And while a flame of innocence they hold
	In forests dark
	You fear to be without them
	For knights of maler kinds are ne' er so bold
	Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight
	Thou knew' st a friend would make upon this news
	Without a whisper loud
	Or censure slight
	For lords are not afeared
	Their stock to lose
	Where no stock may be taken
	Or be kept
	No property be granted
	Nor no bride
	No maiden
	May be stolen while she slept
	Nor robbed of her freedom
	To decide
	What suits her best
	No county' s law is needed
	To cut the weed of violence from the stem
	No danger for the law to go unheeded
	For acts as these
	Do not occur to them
	The gentlemen you raise
	Are rarer still
	For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine
	Such soft
	And thrilling mysteries fulfill
	The darkest corners of their heart' s design
	Their arrows
	Much like those I gave to thee
	Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow
	Without making him laugh
	' Tis much to see
	Them tickling their prey
	I know not
	How
	They ever do
	Encapture what they eat
	Save that perhaps
	Their bright unfettered brains
	Have learned that
	What grows underneath their feet
	And in the trees above
	Better sustains
	A life
	Intent on living well tomorrow
	But how
	I ask thee
	Most endearing fiend
	Do lords and ladies love
	Where is no
	Sorrow
	No strife to overcome
	No soul uncleaned
	Of crushing ardor
	Long worn out its stay
	Betrothal to a mortal less divine
	Than that who stole thy blushing breath away
	No hot
	Forbidden kisses for to pine
	No heart affixed to age
	Where heart is young
	No ill intentioned suitors to evade?
	" Still madam!
	Would' st thou kindly hold thy tongue"
	Thou sayest
	" Your mistake has rash been made
	In living long
	In combat with your kind
	Thou see' st no other obstacle but these
	Thy hands are careworn
	Yet to find
	The hands that first should hold them
	Yet to please the hierarchy
	Which you serve unwitting
	Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows
	That happiness
	In love
	Is not befitting
	But in thy sadness
	Thou mak' st light of woes
	For even were there ne' er a cloudy day
	No tempest
	To divide what love had bound
	The galley
	Which the moon holds in her sway
	Could not but stir
	The peace it finally found
	The wound is deeper than the sea about thee
	The stars upon my doublet
	You have drawn
	May light my homeward path
	But how
	Without me
	Wilt thou escape the fate
	Thou tremblest on?"
	And in this way
	And more my paper spoke
	O, fierce, savage
	Gentle beauty bright
	Thou who I' ve given breath
	My soul has broke
	You had authority
	But not the right
	Could I but see the lips
	That dare not breathe
	They are so beautiful
	And pressing sweet
	Could I but touch the wings that underneath
	Are made so soft
	Thy heart forgets to beat
	Perhaps I should have more
	For which to strive
	You came to my domain
	And brought despair
	For though I be the chastest heart alive
	The realm you speak of
	Will not take me there
	Have you no pity?
	Can' st thou not perceive
	That I, a blinded beast
	Had but the eyes
	To see where I would love?
	Dost thou believe
	That ere you came
	I was but vain disguise?
	I know the murmur of music reveals
	The things no human heart could comprehend
	I render' st thou for all that torment feels
	And longed to be thy lordship' s
	Faithful friend
	Yea, quiet as a mushroom
	Did I wait
	I willed to thee my form
	To overtake
	I shivered at each passing horse' s gait
	And so I slept
	To suddenly awake
	Alas
	My love
	Wilt thou kiss me goodbye
	The lingering night
	Will aid thee on thy travels
	I' ll craft but one thing more
	A crow to fly
	Before t
	T tell me how thy tale unravels
	I say, thou art complete and free to go
	What holds thee here save one who lives no longer
	For I have given thee the life you know
	The weaker I become
	Thou art the stronger
	And in your antique words your clear intent
	Was that once thou art gone
	I should dismay
	Quothe thee
	" Your thought mistook me
	For I meant
	To leave thee not
	But offerest to stay
	For true
	I never did in my own realm
	Partake of that pure love of which I told thee
	But be my guide
	And with me at the helm
	And I shall in the cloak you wrought
	Enfold thee
	And journey to the ends
	Of all the earth
	For thou hast proved more generous and wise
	Than all we faeries
	Moons and stars are worth
	For live we not
	But living in your eyes"
	Dear nameless knight
	If thou would' st be mine own
	And leave thy dragons for a while
	Thou may' st
	Find in these arms within which
	Thou hast grown
	A better reason than that which thou say' st
	But with your hand you pointeth
	Swear I so
	And ' tis not plain to me
	Though I did draw it
	Which way thou dost intend for us to go
	Sure in the mind it is
	Of she who saw it
	Yet still perhaps
	I made thee to discover
	What one would do
	If one were asked to choose
	' Tween back and forwards
	Be thee friend
	Or lover
	Perhaps
	You were to be
	My favorite muse
	Thou feel' st thy armor
	Fight
	But when you must
	Thou see' st the blade of truth
	Below thy knee
	Use arrows against all
	Whom you mistrust
	But when thou ride' st my way
	Aim one at me
	Your world is yours
	As ere it was before
	Your time beneath my busy hand
	Well spent
	I' ve made a thing I love
	I ask
	No more
	And never shall redeem the heart I lent
	Me in my world
	And thyself in thine
	Two petals
	On the same and silent flower
	And evermore
	I' ll welcome thee in mine
	Your dear creation
	Was my finest hour

	Alas
	My love
	If I could make you live
	And from the page
	Step forth and sit beside me
	Or better still
	Bestride the steed I gave you
	Wrapped close within the cloak
	I lent to hide thee
	Perhaps I' d venture forth to ask thy name
	Since while thou liest underneath my pen
	That honour given
	Which the poorest claim
	Unjustly was withheld
	But if again
	I held thee captive
	As I did ere now
	Stalling to pass my fingers through the last
	Of midnight tendrils
	Or peruse thy brow
	In fear of sending off what heaven cast
	Too early
	For my insufficient mind
	To grasp the fullest detail
	And retain
	The presence
	That your image left behind
	That thou in all thy glory should remain
	I fear my oversight
	I would not mend
	For now upon reflection
	I confess
	That secretly
	I never did intend
	With title long
	Or surname rich
	To bless
	But rather
	Let in my imagination
	Run wild the thoughts of
	Who perhaps you were
	Before your soul
	Demanded your creation
	And deigned my mind
	And willing heart to stir
	For such a noble
	And impassioned face
	Could well be but
	Newborn unto this sphere
	But sure among a distant
	Beauteous race
	Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here
	And could tell much of places thou hast seen
	And battles fought
	For honours won and lost
	And how each service
	Done a faerie Queen
	Becomes
	A brighter jewel than it cost
	The ladies of your world
	You may impart
	Desire to be neither
	Overgraced
	Nor underrepresented in the art
	Of living
	Where their lips were meant to taste
	A sort of feline stealth
	They wear about them
	And while a flame of innocence they hold
	In forests dark
	You fear to be without them
	For knights of maler kinds are ne' er so bold
	Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight
	Thou knew' st a friend would make upon this news
	Without a whisper loud
	Or censure slight
	For lords are not afeared
	Their stock to lose
	Where no stock may be taken
	Or be kept
	No property be granted
	Nor no bride
	No maiden
	May be stolen while she slept
	Nor robbed of her freedom
	To decide
	What suits her best
	No county' s law is needed
	To cut the weed of violence from the stem
	No danger for the law to go unheeded
	For acts as these
	Do not occur to them
	The gentlemen you raise
	Are rarer still
	For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine
	Such soft
	And thrilling mysteries fulfill
	The darkest corners of their heart' s design
	Their arrows
	Much like those I gave to thee
	Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow
	Without making him laugh
	' Tis much to see
	Them tickling their prey
	I know not
	How
	They ever do
	Encapture what they eat
	Save that perhaps
	Their bright unfettered brains
	Have learned that
	What grows underneath their feet
	And in the trees above
	Better sustains
	A life
	Intent on living well tomorrow
	But how
	I ask thee
	Most endearing fiend
	Do lords and ladies love
	Where is no
	Sorrow
	No strife to overcome
	No soul uncleaned
	Of crushing ardor
	Long worn out its stay
	Betrothal to a mortal less divine
	Than that who stole thy blushing breath away
	No hot
	Forbidden kisses for to pine
	No heart affixed to age
	Where heart is young
	No ill intentioned suitors to evade?
	" Still madam!
	Would' st thou kindly hold thy tongue"
	Thou sayest
	" Your mistake has rash been made
	In living long
	In combat with your kind
	Thou see' st no other obstacle but these
	Thy hands are careworn
	Yet to find
	The hands that first should hold them
	Yet to please the hierarchy
	Which you serve unwitting
	Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows
	That happiness
	In love
	Is not befitting
	But in thy sadness
	Thou mak' st light of woes
	For even were there ne' er a cloudy day
	No tempest
	To divide what love had bound
	The galley
	Which the moon holds in her sway
	Could not but stir
	The peace it finally found
	The wound is deeper than the sea about thee
	The stars upon my doublet
	You have drawn
	May light my homeward path
	But how
	Without me
	Wilt thou escape the fate
	Thou tremblest on?"
	And in this way
	And more my paper spoke
	O, fierce, savage
	Gentle beauty bright
	Thou who I' ve given breath
	My soul has broke
	You had authority
	But not the right
	Could I but see the lips
	That dare not breathe
	They are so beautiful
	And pressing sweet
	Could I but touch the wings that underneath
	Are made so soft
	Thy heart forgets to beat
	Perhaps I should have more
	For which to strive
	You came to my domain
	And brought despair
	For though I be the chastest heart alive
	The realm you speak of
	Will not take me there
	Have you no pity?
	Can' st thou not perceive
	That I, a blinded beast
	Had but the eyes
	To see where I would love?
	Dost thou believe
	That ere you came
	I was but vain disguise?
	I know the murmur of music reveals
	The things no human heart could comprehend
	I render' st thou for all that torment feels
	And longed to be thy lordship' s
	Faithful friend
	Yea, quiet as a mushroom
	Did I wait
	I willed to thee my form
	To overtake
	I shivered at each passing horse' s gait
	And so I slept
	To suddenly awake
	Alas
	My love
	Wilt thou kiss me goodbye
	The lingering night
	Will aid thee on thy travels
	I' ll craft but one thing more
	A crow to fly
	Before t
	T tell me how thy tale unravels
	I say, thou art complete and free to go
	What holds thee here save one who lives no longer
	For I have given thee the life you know
	The weaker I become
	Thou art the stronger
	And in your antique words your clear intent
	Was that once thou art gone
	I should dismay
	Quothe thee
	" Your thought mistook me
	For I meant
	To leave thee not
	But offerest to stay
	For true
	I never did in my own realm
	Partake of that pure love of which I told thee
	But be my guide
	And with me at the helm
	And I shall in the cloak you wrought
	Enfold thee
	And journey to the ends
	Of all the earth
	For thou hast proved more generous and wise
	Than all we faeries
	Moons and stars are worth
	For live we not
	But living in your eyes"
	Dear nameless knight
	If thou would' st be mine own
	And leave thy dragons for a while
	Thou may' st
	Find in these arms within which
	Thou hast grown
	A better reason than that which thou say' st
	But with your hand you pointeth
	Swear I so
	And ' tis not plain to me
	Though I did draw it
	Which way thou dost intend for us to go
	Sure in the mind it is
	Of she who saw it
	Yet still perhaps
	I made thee to discover
	What one would do
	If one were asked to choose
	' Tween back and forwards
	Be thee friend
	Or lover
	Perhaps
	You were to be
	My favorite muse
	Thou feel' st thy armor
	Fight
	But when you must
	Thou see' st the blade of truth
	Below thy knee
	Use arrows against all
	Whom you mistrust
	But when thou ride' st my way
	Aim one at me
	Your world is yours
	As ere it was before
	Your time beneath my busy hand
	Well spent
	I' ve made a thing I love
	I ask
	No more
	And never shall redeem the heart I lent
	Me in my world
	And thyself in thine
	Two petals
	On the same and silent flower
	And evermore
	I' ll welcome thee in mine
	Your dear creation
	Was my finest hour

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