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Dear Elaine, orphan by the Saxons, what a shame.           Sister of hundreds who will die in pain. Dear Elaine, Is this war in vain?          Thousands of men disintegrated by the rain. Dear Elaine, attack the heart of the enemy,          Please, use our own remedy! Dear Elaine, is Death my foretold destiny?          For your young love; I will pay the penalty. Dear Elaine, an arrow through my heart, see my beautiful rose of blood?          Together, surrounded by thousands, weeping in Saxon mud. Dear Elaine, a war of magic and human valor, is any but a dud.          Written by the Red Crystal, don't bank on an empty fund.