The Tomb of Claude

The Tomb of Claude Here lies the tomb of Claude His bones are art in avant gaurd A great warrior you see And a ruler of Huretia to be By heavens covenant he would coerce His sword crossed with Vrivens force The hero fell to the dark angel Her evil wings in the mystic sky Penelope black sword a worthy foe And her servants sacrifice was nigh Dark clouds surrounded that day The blood of Claude was paid Honor and death paved the way Fore the man was slayed A ready red dagger drawn to slice How he sprang into action Fore the great bloody price Sword held high meeting the black Light returned and green fourished Huretia was saved and peoples nourished The Lord of the dead fell And a cohort of angels filled the skies To take Claude to Heaven; saved from Hell