[Act II — Scholarship ordained]
Heal thy Wounds…
… Son of Lord.
Lore at will…
… Heal One’s will…
Acts of malice, profoundly in his behavior.
Hazes of abhorrence, blurredly onto his halo.
… May the Pool from thy Green Wards stream
forth onto thy Plain.
… May the Tones from thy Fluorescent Beam echo
back within thy
Self.
And thy Roots… Regenerate.
And thy Disk… Rebuilt.
Let the liquid of Verity vitialized thy Old Venom…
… And thus the Ardent Blood personifies thy
Child’s…
Regulating this Character’s Course of Action
Called for…
Recharge his Ladder of Self-Change.
Crystallize and compel thy Companion.
Enhanced by the Lore…
I apply thy Treatment to sanction his Success…
Essence marked in the healing Chant shall
reestablish Order.
Oh! May the Wards strike the remnant Vermin…
From thy Behalf:
Look upon the Plain in your life,
And Say… I will to will Thy will…
Enhanced with the Lore…
I command thy Balance to derive his Reason…
Essence marked in the healing Chant shall
partake Willpower.
Oh! May the Tones shatter the vile Origins…
From thy Higher Self:
Look at your Halo in verge of prosperity,
And murmur to the Lord… I will to will Thy willl…
I will to will Thy will…
Lore… Lore… Lore…