_Beviz_

_Beseach_
Like with random love of awkwardness.
I write to you o dire love,
Of rough power and ponderings
I offer you my tove

_Behest_
Of none of one I dive
of a son of tyre pride,

_Bewise_
Come join me dy mercy,
on a vengeful death,
Full vigour and valour,
for nothing yet.


_Beborn_
Though will not keep secrets
or off that of tyrant love.
Of vengence in beseach
Or vocabularical scratch.

Of my perfect lesson,
Of your valourious pride,
Of what I call is the compass.
Of what is called Time.

Come thy mercy,
Of the holy death.
Of beseached power.
I swear I bet.