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Huddled, frightened, in the darkness,
Candles dormant on the floor,
Longing for young Issabella,
Dragged away the night before.
Dragged away the night before.
Came the soldiers, crushing forward,
Seething through the pillaged hall.
Searching for stanch Issabella
Waiting, silent, fore the fall.
Waiting, silent, fore the fall.
Bound with chains and dragged in anger,
Inquisitors stormed through the square,
Surging toward caught Issabella,
Autos de fe charred midnight air.
Autos de fe charred midnight air.
Resolute, her firm refusal.
Angered, fists raised to the sky
Sentencing sweet Issabella.
In the fires she would die.
In the fires she would die.
Ore the pall of mocking laughter,
Through wrenching cries and tears untold
Came the words of Issabella
“When all is lost, in faith be bold.”
“When all is lost, in faith be bold.”
Kneeling, praying, in the darkness,
Armored steps assail the moon,
I’m thankful for brave Issabella,
Patience, child, I’ll join you soon.
Patience, child, I’ll join you soon.
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